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Vitha was lingering near one of the smaller watering holes, away from the majority of the pride. There were still some lions prowling about, getting a drink between their duties and errands. With how massively large the pride was, it was nearly impossible to get any time alone. Even out near the border, there was always at least some scout keeping an eye on you, even if they were just a speck on the horizon.
The lioness was drawing swirls into the soft mud around the water, trying to mimic the lines of clouds above her. In truth, they didn't look like much of anything, but she was entertained at how easy her claw would pierce the soft mud. It was an interesting feeling, and wasn't at all like helping in a hunt.
"Cuts so smooth," she mumbled to herself, flicking away a stone that blocked her claw's path.