Damu Kutoka Neema

   You have spent days on your own. Aimlessly padding through the brush, grass, and muck. How many days has it been? When was the last time you ate? It was all a blur it seemed.

   It had been many nights of travel away from your old home just to this new territory, silently you hope it was all worth it. A gust of wind crawls up your back, forcing you to shiver while your fur becomes excited. A this land was claimed, a pride lived nearby. As you cross over the border, you notice the scent marks are not made by a male. 

   A female? A lioness ruling a pride, impossible! Scoffing, you head further into the territory. There are heavily trafficked trails leading up a mountain face, a small opening leads to the top. As you begin to make your way down on of the trails, there a russling behind you. Turning abruptly you come face to face with a dark pelted lioness with turquoise eyes.

  Her eyes scan over your frame before locking back onto your own eyes. "You found us, huh? Guess it isn't that hard." Her body is lax, she feels you as no real threat. How insulting! Upon closer examination you realize this lioness is rather large for a female, almost like a mane-less male.

  Chancing yourself you sniff at the dame, checking to make sure she is indeed a female. A light scoff escapes her maw as she flashes her teeth at you, "Watch it!"

  "I..Uh.." You try to stutter out some words.

  "Save it. You might prove of some use to me. Come along traveler.." 

She brushes past you and up the steep path leading up the mountain. You stumble behind her as she walks briskly up the embankment, constantly loosing your footing. As you reach the top it flattens out. Glancing about you noticed other lions, cubs, and dens.

  The dark dame turns to you once more, her stature completely changing. With her head held high she speaks in a regal tone, "Welcome to my home.  This the pride Damu Kutoka Neema and I am it's Leader."