King Soris with his mate Simi from the Misty Hills pride. They are finally together after dethroning the lunatic queen Galicia. They were always meant to be together.



Soris was basking in the morning sun when he heard the soft tapping of paws on the rocks. He smiled and hummed. He recognized the steps of his mate.

"Hello love," he heard Simi say in his ear as she stood over him. "I was afraid you'd left on patrol already."

"I wouldn't go without telling somebody."

Simi chuckled. "Want some company?"

He smiled, "Definitely. But what about the hunt? The girls will miss you."

"Let them miss me." She said and licked his face.

Soris laughed. "In that case-" he stretched, yawned and stood- "care to join me for a drink?"

"Lead the way then, my king."

Soris frowned, "You just want to look at my tail."

Simi giggled, "Can't blame a girl for wanting to enjoy the view."

The lion shook his head started climbing down, with his beautiful mate hot on his heels.