You have been on the move with three other traveler lions—Hope, Storm, and Adamant— For quite some time now. Hope, a kind-hearted lioness with a light brown pelt, three legs, and a scar across her right eye, took you in when you were just a stray wandering on your own. Despite the loss of her limb and the old injury marring her face, Hope’s gentle spirit remains unbroken, and she is determined to guide everyone forward.

Storm, Hope’s mate, is a trans male lion with a smoky gray coat and a small black mane. His quiet strength and fierce protectiveness provide deep reassurance during these tough travels.

Adamant, Hope’s smaller dark-brown sister, still mourns Aunt Clever’s tragic death but carries a fiery determination in her eyes, trusting Hope and Storm to guide her safely.

United by shared hardships and hope for a better future, you now find yourselves in a rocky valley at sunset. A leopard mother and her cubs have pointed you toward a route over the mountain, though uncertainty still lingers about their true intentions.

The air grows cooler as dusk settles in, and every echo in the canyon walls makes your ears perk up. Hope limps slightly, but she doesn’t complain—her focus is on pressing forward, on reaching the other side of the mountain where she believes you all can find a new beginning. Storm walks protectively beside her, his watchful gaze scanning the rugged terrain for any signs of danger. Adamant lags behind just a bit, though her eyes dart around with wary curiosity, still carrying the memory of her aunt’s loss in her heart.

With every step, the bond among you grows stronger. In the fading sunlight, the four of you move as one—travelers bound by shared grief, mutual support, and the faint glimmer of hope that lies beyond the mountain.