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'Finally.' Damu thought to herself in relief upon touching soft, gushy ground that rain didn't hesitate to soak.
Good gracious when was the last time she even heard rain? All it had been for the past few weeks was snow, ice and cold. Damu did not have a particularly thick pelt so the journey itself wasn't exactly the greatest. Had it not been for that lion she had met and only recently parted ways with the warm colored leopardess would have probably died trying to climb the snowy mountain.
She was only glad she had made it to the other side. From a tropical valley where lions tried to kill her, to a snowy mountain where they considered her their friend; she hoped that the warm weather of the savannah would provide new individuals who weren't determined to kill, eat or obsessed with following her. It wasn't as if she didn't love those situations mind you, Damu lived for thrill and danger.
She simply wanted a break from it was all.