Ametrine

Ametrine found herself in the outskirts of a swamp, her body covered in shallow swipes from her past pride that drove her out of their territory. She was tired, dehydrated and needed help - immediately. But she couldn't just step inside this smelly swamp, not at all! It would ruin her venerated, colourful pelt that she was praised for by her old pride.

`` Ribbit. `` A noise came from the side of Ametrine. A frog! It sat with the awkwardness of an inbred gazelle but also had the pride of a lion, puffing it's elastic chest out with a squeak every few seconds. Ametrine pinned her ears, lifting one of her forepaws in sudden disgust. This lead her to lose her footing, sending her tumbling down into the watery, foliage-filled mud.

She flailed for a few moments, until someone grabbed her by the scruff and began to tug her out of the stubborn mud.

`` Hey! `` Ametrine's helper came. `` What do you think you're doing here?! This is MY swamp! `` It took a few moments, but she finally opened her eyes and was met by a large lion that chuffed and huffed in exhaustion. His pelt was as black as obsidian with a contrasting mane that was like the pelt of a gazelle. He also had piercing green eyes that seemed to draw Ametrine in, she was mesmerized.

`` Didn't you hear me? What are you doing here? `` The words snapped the mud-covered lioness out of the trance, and she took in a deep breath. She also let out an exhausted chuff and thn began to speak, but every few moments she stopped to try and get thee disgusting mud off of her pelt.

`` I'm Ametrine... `` Pause. `` I was driven out from MY pride because of something I DIDN'T EVEN DO. `` Pause. `` I found myself here, and then a frog scared me. `` She continued. `` Now I fell, and you saved me. Happy? `` As she spoke the male's eyes seemed to soften, his presence now creating an inviting atmosphere.

`` The same happened to me! `` He exclaimed. `` I'm Tasty Frog-o-licious.

Lore by Vance_ #262547