"Mom,please.Im..15 already!"You groan.glaring at her in annoyance."My love has nothing to do with your age,sweety."She chuckles lovingly.You roll your eyes.your eyebrows furrowing."You wanna be grown up?fine.Go hunt."She said jokingly.Her tone still sweet with honey and unconditional love.

*You shake your head at that.Not entirely moved by her jokes.She nuzzles your cheek softly."Dont be a drama queen.Im just caring for you like a mother should."You scoff and roll your eyes again.But a faint smile tugs at your lips at her words.

Your servants arrive.soft smiles on their faces."Its time, my lady."one says,as they make your fur soft and lush,luxurious.as it shines brightly.as soon as they were done,you ran away from Pride Rock,and rolled in mud,and completely ruining your coat.You smirk mischeviously to yourself.you hate.hate pampering.You always do this and she always says,"your not a cub anymore!"but you never care.