You weave through the tall grass, heart racing with excitement. The savannah stretches far and wide, nothing like the dusty trails of home. You weren’t supposed to come this far… but something about this place pulled you in.

Then, a shadow passes over you. You freeze. “Hey… what do we have here?” a voice says—soft, but alert. Before you can react, you feel sharp yet gentle pressure on your midsection. The lioness has lifted you between her jaws, cradling you carefully as she stands tall.

“Exploring, huh?” she murmurs, her warm eyes meeting yours. “You’ve definitely crossed a line… but you don’t look like trouble.” She pauses, head tilting. “You’re from the Outlands. I can smell it. But you’re braver than most.” With ease, she turns and carries you off, the golden plains stretching wide before you both.