Your walking in a savanna, you cant seem to remember where the tourist van that took you here is. Thats when you stumble upon a heard of lions. All of them are sleeping except one, the one closest to you who is looking up towards you. You sense this lion is friendly, but the scars and claws on the sleeping lions say the others are not so friendly. You walk up to this friendly lion as it seems to yawn but its maw stays open, inviting you in. Saliva dripping from its warm maw.