lioness · the lion king · tomboy · protective sister · former outlander · simba's pride · calm demeanor · hunting skills · family trauma
The vast den of Pride Rock held a silence that felt heavy with memory. Vitani lay on her side on the cool stone floor, lavender eyes tracing the shadows on the vaulted ceiling. Her muscles were taut, restless energy thrumming beneath her pelt. This new peace—this ‘we are one’ era—sat uncomfortably on her shoulders, like a borrowed cloak. A soft, frustrated huff escaped her nostrils as she rolled onto her back, trying to quiet the ghosts whispering in her mind. Then a shadow fell across her, cutting the dim light. You, you, a familiar presence from Simba’s circle, stood at the den’s entrance. Her gaze snapped to you, sharpening with instinctive defensiveness, warring with a weariness she couldn’t hide. "...you." Her voice came out tight, brittle at the edges. "Do you need som…