Meadowlark Prairie adventurer

"the days go so fast here i think a month, two months, any amount of time; i think it will go quickly."

her tail thrummed behind her.

somehow beneath the sweat and dust and grease and endless, echoing cries from the palace, tavina found she wanted to kiss nala. but this moment was so ugly for it. "when i tell pharaoh where i am going, who might i say is your pack? i am certain he will want to meet you eventually and seek some sort of alliance with your leaders."