Greatwater Lake Water

Taliba has a prized possession in her teeth (the dirty furs..) Hers! But Taliba, it is time for a change! His son fumbles towards him with a mission in those beady eyes. Dropping gently the haunch in teeth, it is focused on instead. Both at a distance enough that Zharille could not immediately launch it down her gullet and choke, and that the children would hopefully not waddle into its grime just yet. A peck is felt at his paw. What might cause such a thing?

The lion's eyes peak over his neck to reveal a grumbling babe with a pudgy belly. Surprise hits first. "SON!" A smile beams, and then pride swells. "Look at you go!" So fierce! A warrior's heart, even if it is not the path he takes! Both from mother and father, it may have been destined for such hearty ferocity. Lifting the targeted paw, it taunted Ibrahim on and gently nudged his sons belly. Soft wiggles in the air would be Ibrahim's first experience with a warcrime. It is their first spar! Big toe to jiggle belly!