OOC: That's fine. And sorry if I came off bossy or anything. People tend to think that of me. It's just that I am very strict about RPing realistically, and I can't stand it when someone isn't being realistic...
Njora:
The pregnant lioness chuffed in greeting at the large male as he returned with the cub in his jaws. "Welcome back," she said, pausing to sniff him as he walked by. Her muzzle wrinkled with digust and she turned to look around warily. "Why do you stink of strange lion?" she asked suspiciously, licking his pelt to try to get the stench away.