The locusts sang out into the night, the top of the savannah's tall golden grass appeared white in the moon'so light. A flint pelted lioness slunk in the grass, knowing that right now wasn't the best time to be out alone. Nothing she could do about that though. Since she rejected the king of her last pride, he exiled her. She had been alone ever since. Aneres felt tugging on the long bones that curved over her head, and she let out a frustrated sigh. "Damn it, why now?!" She quietly hissed and tried pulling away, but it only seemed to constrict the branches even more on her horns.

Rustling caught her attention behind her and her heart rate spiked, there wasnt a scent of another lion. The scent of other animals were around. Not really any of them were prey scents. The rustling continued and she continued to panic. Jumpimg back hard and tugging, she brought the whole small tree with her and with the same force she used to pull back, it brought her back to it. Causing her snout to contact the trees rough bark. The lace marked lioness turned as much as she could to look backward and saw that it was only just a hare.

Rolling her eyes, she scoffed at herself and sat down on her haunches, thinking on how she was going to get her dumb clumsy ass out of this complicated contraption of a tree. She'd tried cutting her way out, but she only got a chipped nail. She sat there and let her head hang as much it could. "Well, at least it's good for something at the moment," The lioness grumbled and rolled her eyes. Her ears continued to listen all around her. So far, it was just the usual night sounds that she'd been falling asleep to on the lonely nights.