"LION?!" her father roared. Lightheart winced.<span style="font-style: italic">Damn, forgot to tell Caramadia about how much my clan despised the lions...</span>Her father stalked towards her and asked, "Lightheart? What do you have to day for yourself?" She ducked her head down and refused to meet his seeking amber eyes. He sighed heavily and said full of saddness, "what am I to do with you, daughter? This very thinking led your mother to her grave." Lightheart's pale blue eyes widened with alarm.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">My mother...</span><br/>She shook her head in an attempt to clear it. Her mother was still alive, she had only gone to visit her sister... Her mother's sister was a priestess and could help her speak with the Great Ancestor...