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The morning sun is what woke the young adolescent up. For once, there was not a loud enough bird or wondering animal to do so. The light had hit her eyes hard enough and they opened wearily. Aimee rolled onto her back for a moment and lulled her head before stretching out. Her claws extended from her paws and she reminded herself to put them to use on a tree soon.
Aimee and her older sister, Buffy, had taken shelter on the shaded side of a rock formation that was situated in the Savannah they happened to be venturing through. Since their parents had succumbed to the elements and passed away. Aimee had been left in Buffy's care and the two had been wondering ever since. No harm had come to Aimee though; her sister wouldn't let that happen.
Their relationship was a strong one; even in their grieving over their parents they didn't forget about each other. In fact, they relied upon each other. Now it was about finding a place to live, and perhaps a pride to live with. The safety of a pride was always a good option, seeing as they were female and a little vulnerable.
The younger lioness glanced over at her sleeping sister with a twinkle in her eye. She would of let her sleep but since they were not in a cave and a little exposed Aimee didn't fell one hundred percent comfortable with her surroundings. So, she decided to wake her up. Within a few seconds Aimee had pounced on her.
"Buffyyyy, wake up!" she murmured in whiny cubbish voice.