Well, she had gone and done it after all. Just like she had wanted to, right? Xanthippe grimaced. Well, it could be worse, right? At least she had not been the one who had had to carry them in her own stomach for weeks on end. The dark blue and white lioness shuddered and scooted another inch further away. Adelheid was out on a quick errand, just for the afternoon, she had told her dutiful, beautiful thrall, Xan. They have eaten, they have been bathed, they should just sleep for the entire rest of the time that I am gone, XAN ARE YOU LISTENING you do not LOOK like you are listening to me okay, so just keep a close eye on them and do not let anything happen to them because I will murder you, oh, Xan, do not underestimate me I will murder you so hard, no- look-look at me Xan... I will murder you if a single hair on any of their soft, wrinkly, tiny, squishy, perfect heads is out of place. Nodding, smiling... Okay, aaaaannnddd, good, she had left. Finally. Xan rolled her eyes. She liked Adelheid even as a mistress... But she had liked her more before she popped out (or pooped out, haha) these kids. At least there were only five of them, but, like, five! Yuck. Five little squirmy other lions growing inside of her and feeding off of her... Why did lionesses do it...
"Dhikkara!"
The babysitter's gaze brightened as her beau appeared in the entrance of the den. She had told a thrall cub to fetch him for her, and here he was. Xan took every opportunity to steal him away when she could. She was not jealous of Dhikk's mistress (did not find her pretty enough) but she was possessive of him nonetheless.
"Sit. Help me. They just keep squirming around. It' gross, right?"

