Astara's Den

(semi-HIATUS) (trying to get back into lioden, we'll see how it goes.)

Any/all or He/Him

Deep in the thickness of the jungle. The night looms, and the thick air threatens to choke you out. It almost feels as though the old growth is trying to swallow you whole.
Your paws slip on wet roots and you begin to tumble through the forest, landing in a heap of vines and bugs. Oh how you wish you could get out of this hot and humid place, run in the savannah and eat to your heart's content.
Instead the colourful birds mock you as unreachable meals and the monkeys stay far from you with wise eyes.
You have no choice but to continue.

A wise choice, you decide to climb through the branches of a tree to see if you can indeed see your surroundings better. Preferably you make it back to your home with your pride intact and your ribs not poking out your sides.
Why did you decide to come here in the first place?
The night air gives you slight release, and you spot a clearing not too far away. You can also hear, above the song of the night, the gurgle of a cool stream.

Making your way to the clearing, you are suddenly given release from the hot jungle air to a nice cool brook. To your surprise the murmur of a pride joins the sound as well, and on the other side of the water lays a happy group of lions. You spot a bright eyed white lion painting on the stones, cubs snoring away under exposed roots, and a mismatched group of lions chattering away into the night.
A lioness grabs your eye, as she sits with a pelt as vibrant as the jungle birds, giving eyes to another lioness who lays in the cool water. The water born lion looks to be made of pure star-light, and whether that’s her pelt or the moon-light reflecting off of water droplets you don’t quite know.
This pride seems to be terribly peaceful indeed, should you intrude?

NOTES:
Related to queen: ✴️

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