Thread:A Friendly Lion/@comment-27624599-20160514234644/@comment-27625725-20160515000405

Badilifu rose, the motion causing her dark khaki fur to ripple. Her olive green eyes traced over Ushidi's lanky frame, considering. "Why not?" the lioness responded casually. Though the recent hunt in Indi Valley had sapped some of her energy, she was confident that she had it in her to spar with the lion standing in front of her. But would he prove a suitable competitor? I'll have to see for myself, I suppose.

"Want to come watch, girls?" she asked her companions. There were a few head shakes, a couple of polite denials. Badilifu was not the most well-liked lioness in the pride, and she knew it. That did not mean she had to care, though. But it did please her when Magharibi, one of the friends that Badilifu had managed to keep, leapt to her paws.

"Sure, I've nothing else to do," Magharibi agreed. Badilifu suspected that the orange-gold lioness also wanted a break from the constant questions and concern she was receiving due to the cub- or cubs- she was expecting.

"Excellent. Where should we go so that we won't be crashing into anyone, Ushidi?" Badilifu queried.