Phoebe heard the other lioness calling Mallis and sighed deeply, watching him as he left until he was out of sight. Curling her tail around her cubs gently, she pulled them close to her body to warm them up. Licking them both gently, she sighed. She would never get all of Mallis's attention, she knew that. She hated the fact that her cubs were just born, though, and he was already off to see Zaltana. Phoebe didn't know what the other female wanted, but she hated having to share Mallis. Sighing, she knew that there was nothing she could do. Beau mewed lightly, crawling up and over his mothers body, curling up in the crook of her neck. He was so small, that he fit. Purring softly, he licked her with his tiny, bright pink tongue. "D..D..Daddy?" He said quietly, and Phoebe felt herself sigh she licked him. "Yes baby, That was daddy. But he had to go." She smiled at the cub sadly, although in her mind she was extremely sad, because she knew that Mallis had missed their son's first word.