The pride was doing well, the Pads's were close knit, the banu were happy, there were no kajira causing troubles. It was like paradise and Aali enjoyed the day to day patrols, welcoming new Pads into the pride, and the returning questing pesar. His duty as Sultan wasn't as stressful anymore he was able to relax and enjoy the finer things. With his cubs grown he also found himself turning to thoughts of of his Sultana and his heir. Amir was a good male, but his distrust of females left him sorely lacking a harem appropriate for his station. Meanwhile his beloved Sultana had been lead huntress and a good mother, but he felt she was tiring herself out, the role was hard on her. He considered his other banu, considered choosing a new Sultana more suited to the leadership role.
He yawned and rolled over before moving to leap up onto a large boulder. Slowly he settled himself back down and rested his head on his paws. No napping he reminded himself and relaxed as he scanned the area. His eyes narrowed a bit as he tried to look down to the lake where he could make out some banu probably watching the cubs play.
