The chocolate brown male moved through the pride, not quite a 'cub' but definitely not in that adolescent phase. There was an awkwardness about him, and somewhere in there a bit of confidence. After all, he always had that confidence about him from the moment he was born.
However, instead of a stuck up look, there was a growing annoyance on his face. He had gotten no sleep last night thanks to his twin who, apparently, just loved to kick him in the ribs every hour. Then someone had a nightmare and went crying to mother, and dear gods, if he didn't get a nap soon he was going to murder someone in his family. He wouldn't even have remorse if it let him sleep. The den was just getting too cramped right now for his liking.
But he didn't know of a single quiet place to nap in the pride. It's why he was scowling as he went toward the boarder.
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