Ukulwa was woken by a sudden noise outside - was it that late in the evening already? She stirred, got to her paws and gave a brief stretch. Surely as she had figured when she stepped outside her den there the moon was. Giving a smile upwards in a kind of greeting to the Great Lion she looked away and left her den.
This was not a common occurrence, the lioness certainly wasn't okay with tardiness, but she must have needed her rest. Soon she was nearing the borders, she would need to begin hunting almost immediately, just to make up for lost time.
She huffed slightly as she picked up the pace to get a little further.
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