Z o m b i k ii
actually a scar
Rusted copper as far as the eye could see engulfed this pride making the dark pelted lioness pretty easy to spot with out trying too hard. Her pelt was a dark freckle on the canvas of shades of rusts and red but Nuw was no mistake as she had every intention of being where she was having followed after Jasiri. The light lion had told the lioness of his pride and their sense of honor but love for battle as well which intrigued Nuw. Now the lioness was here among the termite mounds and battle ready lions ready to learn from their rich culture which wasn't too unlike her own kin.
If Nuw was going to be honest about her ambitions with in this pride; she'd have to admit that maybe she had been slacking. It had taken her a few months to ascend to the rank of Scar mainly because Nuw's attention was else where. Jasiri was too much fun to poke at and he may have been a little obsessed with the lioness making the teasing all that much more fun. Yes, a boy had Nuw's attentions a little more than her duties as a scar. The dark lioness would never admit this among her ranks to those that took their status quite seriously. She'd earned her scars so there was no need for a fuss as far as Nuw was concerned.
Still, there was a minor disconnect that Nuw felt among the pride members which had the lioness feel like a tourist among them. There was a hanging enigma as to why go through the motions of certain traditions but Nuw kept this to her self. However, there was no need for her to poke and question why a pride had traditions that were strange to her self as her pride had just as many.
A hare with the misfortune to have crossed paths with Nuw hung limp in her maw as she padded along in search of a nice secluded spot where she could pig out with out interruption or judgement from Jasiri. This time the lioness was hiding from him and with good reason as she was hangry. Selfishly, she took a good chunk of meat from the shoulder of the dainty little thing and savored the juicy meat chewing slowly before swallowing. Again she ripped a piece of meat from the hares corpse chewing her food as to let it last a little longer.