Damatu's ears pricked up from her half-sleep state as Felix stood at the entrance to her den. His heavy scent filled the air, and she got up slowly, beckoning him in with her tail. As Felix stepped in, Damatu pulled him to a corner and suddenly flipped him over on his back, quickly standing over him. As she pressed herself closer, her breath tickling his neck, she purred with amusement. "Where were we before we were interrupted?" She said, her muzzle a hairs inch away from his own. Her eyes flashed appreciatively down for a second, stealing a glance at his body from this vulnerable standpoint. What she saw again wretched another purr from her throat.
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Danivu flattened his ears and hissed at Giza as she spoke ill of Jua until Felix told her to go patrol. A grin spread across his face as his ears straightened. "Thats right, go patrol, Giza. We all know you'll do anything to get into Felix's den." His eyes flicked down to Kuva as he padded next to Guerra. "Where do you suppose she's from?" He ventured, his shoulder brushed against Jua's, supporting her.
Kaput slid inbetween them and sat infront of them. "She really doesn't seem so dangerous," he ventured. "Maybe she'd like to be my clawing bag!" He smirked and snickered at the idea of this lioness standing still, taking claws from him.
Kuva slowly opened her eyes as the remaining lions seemed to be friendly with her. She stretched slowly, uncurling, and sighed, grunting with frustration. "Kuva," she managed to say. "I'm Kuva." She looked at Kaput and slowly pulled herself to a sitting position. "Why didn't you kill me," she said, looking up at Danivu, Jua, and Guerra. Then she narrowed her eyes at Guerra, as though trying to remember, and a soft light came to her face. "You..." she said softly. "You saved my life from that evil lioness."
Danivu glanced over at Jua. Obviously, this 'evil lioness' was Giza. "The name fits her," he chuckled, nudging Jua softly. Kaput, meanwhile, padded up to Kuva and smirked, extending a paw. When Kuva flinched away from it, he pulled it back, cocking his head. "Dont you shake paws where you come from?" He shook his head and sighed. "I'm Kaput. This is my dad, Danivu, and my mom, Jua."
"That 'evil lioness' is Giza, and she's just a cranky old cat with one too many fleas in her pelt. That big lion was Felix, our king, and, well, I see you're already met Guerra." He smirked and padded up to her, extending his paw again, and this time, she slowly took his small paw in hers. His eyes widened slowly as he felt the young lioness shaking. "M..Mom?" He ventured, "I think she needs help." When Kuva shook her head, he cocked his own.
"I'm fine," she said slowly. "I've been in this state.. and worse.. before. No one ever seems to need a kind lioness. They only want one that can fight and kill. I dont kill other lions. I'm not a murderer." She looked down. "My soul is as pure as my pelt," she said slowly. "Well, minus the blood."