She'd told her sister, Faeqa, that she was sick. Partly because she couldn't be bothered to help with the hunt that morning and partly because of the heat. The sun was only half way up in the sky and it seemed unbearable. What was going on? Even still, she didn't feel guilty that her sister had gone alone. She was sure one of the other girls from the harem would more than likely help her. That's usually what happened anyway.
So, instead, she lay at the entrance of the den, panting slightly and ears folded down against her neck.
Najiyya was a petite, but pretty lioness, built more 'soft' and 'curvy' female than her tall, prim sister. However, she was very much a child at heart, innocent and carefree and always looking to get out of chores.
Even still, she did have one plan for today and she was sure that, whilst Fae might be mad at first, it was for the best. She'd watched Fae fawning over for their Vizier ever since they had joined his harem and enough was enough. If she wasn't going to tell him how she felt, than Naji was!
But...all this depended on Faiz being nearby...and on how quickly she got herself moving...
