Nelo
She got the den alright but found herself unable to get confortable in the big den all by herself. It'd been a long time since it had just been her in here. She didn't like it. The lioness walked back out again, going towards the old warthog's hole that she had temporarily occupied some long time ago, preferring its coziness over the expanse of the Lord's den. Nelo curled up, turning her head away from her tail and looked out at the sky, eyes big and wide. She hoped she wouldn't have to be alone long. With that she turned around, pulling her head inside to sleep for the night.
Notch
He paws suddenly convulsed grabbing onto the closest thing next to him - aka Belle. They wrapped around her ribcage and held her close, as if in some sort of lion hug. He murred, tail thwapping against the ground, sounding like a rope.
(Cliffhangers... me? >:3)





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