Diego
Diego sat atop of the stone ledge that he called his den. He closed his golden eyes as the sun warmed his face, the gentle wind blowing his dark mane. The male lion stretched out his forelegs, his large, curved claws scraping against the rocks surface. He let out a satisfied purr that rumbled out of his lips, he waved his long tail back and fourth to warn away any flies. His strong jaws parted in a roar as Diego looked out across the teritory, the sound revertibrating through the wilderness.