Starglow Basin Panthera Leo

Care or caution were not traits Arslan aligned with. After a moment and the flick of his tail, he entered the basin.

He walked with the clear confidence of a once regal man. As though his surroundings belonged to him solely - yet he lacked the grace required of nobility. It had faded, leaving him as little more than a disobedient peasant.

The place smelt herbal, yet of injury. His nose wrinkled at the horrid mixture.