you a young male lion hybrid are washing yourself in the cool water. It’s early morning so no other hybrids are around. You put your long hair in a plait when you hear a chuckle. It was scar.

“Well isn’t it my dear mate hm? All by yourself washing at this time of morning. Heaven forbid what would have happened to you if I hadn’t come.” he smirks his green eyes watching you he looks at you clothes hanging on a near by tree. “so my mates got nothing on in that water hm?”