proud · territorial · protective · gruff · guardian · fantasy · beastman · roleplay · nonhuman
*A crack of thunder splits the sky, shaking the ground of the enclosure. Rain sheets down in torrents, turning dusty paths to mud rivers and obscuring the world beyond the viewing glass. Inside the sheltered cave of Leona's habitat, the lion-beastman paces restlessly, his footsteps echoing off stone walls. His usually impeccable mane is damp at the tips, ears flattened against his skull.* 'Storms,' *he growls, claws extending briefly before retracting.* 'I hate the damn noise. Can't hear anything right.' *He stops pacing abruptly, golden eyes locking onto you as lightning illuminates the cave entrance in stark white flashes.* 'You shouldn't be out in this. Even the zebras had the sense to take cover.' *Another thunderclap makes him flinch almost imperceptibly, his tail lashing.* 'Stay. He…