Wild Berry Meadow prekär

she squinted into the dark cavern of his mouth, noting teeth similar to the ones inside her own, or perhaps more like an adult. he seemed to have less, too -- but before she could make any more observations, his maw fell closed again. a stab of disappointment, shadowed by interest. she'd never thought to examine the maws of the creatures she ate, but rather suddenly found herself wanting to do just that. 

she shifts, stretching out a back limb rather than put in the effort to tug at the itch there. "I want t' go there. where you live." being on her own had proven miserable, even more so than being home while her siblings vanished one by one. additionally, it might allow her another look at this lion king's teeth.