You walk into a shadowed place with over-cast skies all year round. The land is secluded by trees and wild plants. The scent of a dangerous warrior hits your nares. This is the home of Byron and his pride.
King:
<>~Byron~<>
Lead Lionesses:
Pride Lionesses:
Cubs:
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~You hear a fierce roar echo through the territory, and your heart sinks with terror, never under-estimate a vigilant's soul...
