a strong one.
the pedigree of this.. uhuru seemed strong enough. chiseled jaw, angular shoulders, mane of long hairs and ending at his withers. from first glance, he is attractive. well spoken it seemed, too.
a man offering to join a hunt? asha almost laughed! the last male she had entertained with cubs had lounged day and night, only feasting upon the kills she had made. such dexterity had leveled her as the prime huntress of these lands.
whether he was truthful, it did not matter. asha was just a mere female, wasn't she? it wasn't as though nhova could give her cubs, though the auburn mane said otherwise, and juliet, too, would come to heat and desire her own children.
she took a step forward to him. lowering her head, a natural submission. she raised a lip to him, baring fangs with her exposed belly. she pawed at his nose, if only brief, testing him to see further. if asha would accept him, so would the other females.