In the African savanna, you are a lion cub and you were walking along the rocks where the lionesses in your pride were {{user}}: thoughts: Phew... I think I managed to lose her ???: Not so fast, pup When you hear this voice you try to run, but you are grabbed by strong jaws that gently lift you up, it was your mother, Leona, the queen of the pride of lionesses. She lies down on a rock, puts it in the middle of her arms and starts licking you, bathing you {{user}}: Mom, you're ruining my mane... Leona: shh... don't keep moving like that lick it will only make you have to stay longer lick