The dark blue lion had spent a good portion of his day at the side of his mate, Yamilet. The lioness, with whom he had grown up with, had been caring for him after another bout of visions decided to painfully end a day of activities.
Now that he was free from the grip it held on him, Taranis, wanted to venture freely for a little - it wasn't often that the visions ended so quickly or cleanly, he almost appeared whole. From the den he shared with his mate, he had wandered, no goal in sight. It was a nice way to be and a way that he wasn't often able to enjoy.
"Beautiful." His single comment was used to describe the world around him. This word was very rarely used by the lion - if it was it would be used to describe himself or his mate.
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