ready

As the sun began its descent behind the horizon, casting long shadows across the landscape, Mila settled herself beneath the protective cover of a dense shrubbery, keeping some of her body visible just so she was easy to find. Her eyes scanned the unfamiliar surroundings, taking in the sights and scents of her new home. The gentle rustle of leaves in the evening breeze provided a soothing backdrop to her thoughts. She was told to stay in this spot as directed by the tigress, Mila understood the boundaries set by Azoula and would abide by them. Nevertheless, she felt a mixture of apprehension and curiosity swirling within her.

However, Mila couldn't quite shake the anticipation of what lay ahead. She had been taught many things by her previous masters, there were skills and knowledge she had and was eager to apply in her new environment when necessary. Yet, she also understood the need to adapt and learn the ways of her new pack, to navigate the intricate social dynamics that governed their interactions.

As the evening deepened, Mila's thoughts turned to Azoula's return. With a quiet resolve, she awaited the tigress's guidance, ready to fulfill whatever expectations lay ahead. In this new home, amidst the unknown, she would find solace in the certainty of her duties, a steady anchor in the ever-shifting currents of pack life.