my characters;;
Mwanga
Shomari
Tufaha
Jioni
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[just starting with Mwanga and Shomari for now. c;]
The peachy-tan lioness strode across the crest of the hill, her tail stretched out behind her, dipping and fluttering like the grass that rose up around her. A few steps to her right, a young not-quite-teenage grey cub padded hesitantly, his amber gaze darting constantly around as if worried danger was planning to jump out at him at any given moment. He lowered his head, steps quick and somewhat jumpy, quite contrasting to the young adult female's easy grace.
Mwanga began a smooth descent, heading towards a small waterhole a the base of the slope. A couple of gazelle rimmed around it, as well as a lone buffalo and a pair of hartebeest. No other predators, which was comforting. Her younger companion didn't seem that happy with the creatures already present, but then again he always seemed this shaky, so she didn't think much of it other than to give him a gentle flick with her tail. She'd be here for him, always, she told him that.
The two continued down to the edge of the pool. The close-by gazelle scattered a bit, aware that they were small and easy targets if distracted. Mwanga didn't give them so much as a glance, though Shomari's eyes trailed nervously over each of the ungulates. He scurried at Mwanga's heels, and nearly bumped into her when she stopped by the water's edge and lowered her head to quickly lap at the liquid. He shook his head and crept alongside her, jerking his small muzzle to the water and slurping up a drink. Mwanga gave him a playful nudge. "Don't inhale it, silly." she murmured teasingly.
Shomari huffed and licked his muzzle, but gave her a quick nuzzle on the side of her foreleg. Mwanga ruffled his head-tuft with a paw, then turned away from the side of the waterhole. She trudged a few paces away and plopped her haunches down on the short grass. "Let's relax for a bit." she suggested, baring teeth in a yawn. The grey cub trotted to her side and lay down on his stomach, resting his head on his paws but keeping a sharp gaze scouring the land, as he always did.