Juliet had flickered her tail from left to right out of little patience. She was ready to have her cubs, but then again wish the rest of the pride was there to see them. Her paws had stopped moving for a moment as she felt like there was someone following her closely behind. The female growled a bit and turned around slowly only to find her mate walking after her. "These cubs are in the way. I can't protect myself anymore.," she huffed turning away from him and heading to a river not too far away from the pride's cave. She was parched seriously and could use some water.
{{ So how many cubs should she have? I know I'll probably make two .. Anybody else want one? }}