In the savannah there was one…large…rock, what stood on top of it…or lived on top of it, were lions. A pride of lions that ruled the savannah. You could see them from far away, a female lion on stop of the rock. She was coming down for a hunt.

Oria:”Aughhh…it’s so hot out..”

She yawned, arms stretched behind her head before she started walking, searching for prey without her pride.