Moonstone Quarry in another world, i heard

Built as she was for nonstop travel, Journey reached the borders ahead of her feline friend. Or, perhaps, it was due to the delicate poppy chains that the great cat carried in her jaw. Already, several had come apart, leaving a trail of orange flowers in her wake.

"It makes you look less intimidating," Journey insisted as the lion caught up, ears already slicked back in irritation. "Now smile — no murder eyes!"

The mountain lion forced her ears back into the upright position and attempted to look less grumpy. The effect was helped by the flower chains hanging from her fearsome jaws.

Pleased, Journey tipped back her head to howl for an audience.