Story:
The Jungles are ruled by a particularly large sub-species of sphinxes. Normally they will keep to themselves, but will from time to time allow others near. Matriarchal as well in nature, they're ruled by an elder matriarch. To become a matriarch a young sphinx needs to prove she can tend for her tribe's needs. The better she can balance the tribe's work and resources the more respected she becomes. This culture had a bit of a shock when it encountered the more industrious sphinxes of the East. But soon took it in stride.

All the tribes are led by the oldest and arguably wisest of the matriarchs. Temra the wise. Over 480 years in age, there's very little the old queen doesn't know. She's experienced allot in her time, and it's through her guidance that her tribes still prosper and compete with the East regardless of lacking as much technology. Pursuing rather peaceful co-operation, she is able to utilize the one thing Jungle Primes have over the other species... Raw power. Even in her aged state she easily overpowers the most bulky of smaller sphinx warlords. Earning her respect among military commanders of the other nations. Simple in thought, she still commands respect from the other queens who she sees as younger 'daughters' she needs to educate.

There is one rule however, do not take the simple queen for a fool. She has a powerful wit, and paw. And will quickly put any wayward souls back in line.

Art:
This is another piece by the great  Vashaa
Temra belongs to me  Artificer