The dusty grey lioness slowly move through the tall grass, her auds pinned to her skull as she did.
She had finally escaped that hell hole of a pride, almost getting killed on the way.
She sighed and licked a large scar she had gotten on her chest, perking her ears as she did so.
Why am I even here? What have I done to deserve this? Mother... If you can hear me, please give me a sign... she thought and stopped cleaning her wound.
She raised her head to the sky.
Nothing.
She sighed ad lashed her tail before laying down, tired an thirsty from running.
Thanks, for nothing...
Info about RP: Hurit, a dusty brown lioness, have fled from her former pride because of their cruelness. On the way she meets a other lions (you're character(s)!) What will happened? Will they befriend each other? Or become the worst foes?