Tawi stretched on a small bed of pelts.
Oh how he had missed home. He didn't care how much he had been upset with it in the past, after that long trip, Tawi would never bad mouth it again. He and Raia had even made a small shrine, courtesy of what they learned on their travels, for the Great Lion to see. The two had also expressed their feelings a bit more intimately, which, Tawi would vehemently deny if anyone had ever asked. (Or, he would run and hide. Both were definitely viable options with the blue lion).
A small smile graced his maw as he looked over towards the perch, where their (his and Raia's) two avian friends called their home. The Great Lion had just started making his round in the night sky. His silver eyes glanced up as the light of the moon entered the den.
"Definitely picked the right den," he said contently, resting his head on the ground, a small purr rumbling.