Keira winced as she licked carefully at the bite mark on her leg. It stung sharply and made putting the leg down something she was trying to avoid. Heaving a deep sigh she wondered for the umpteenth time just where she had gotten herself stuck. She needed away from this pride, and away from the lions who tormented her daily. Even being alone in the roguelands had been better than this! She longed to see her grandfather again, but of course he was now a permanent residence back home, his trips into the roguelands long since halted as he had grown older. She missed her mother terribly but knew that Saoirse at least was finally at peace, hopefully up where Keira's father, the god Primitus, was keeping an eye on her. Sighing heavily once again she tested her weight on her injured paw, inhaling sharply at the spike of pain the attempted manoeuvre brought her.
