Blacktail Deer Plateau I killed Mufasa

Junior opted for sea slug rather than fish, with the dexterity to match. Pura followed her to the water's edge and watched apprehensively as she tumbled in, floated for a moment, then disappeared into the dark. Panic swelled in Pura's throat, but she reappeared before he could howl for help or dive in after her. Pura McProlapse. At least she recognized him now - and she had the sense to anchor herself to the edge. Pura exhaled deeply through his nose, creating an icy cloud that matched the size of his relief. It swelled and faded in the pink glare of morning.

Pura sank to his belly in front of Junior, placing his paws on either side of one of hers and his head at an angle across his own undamaged forelegs. "I don't know what a prolapse is," he whispered, staring at her. "And I think you might be crazy."