Layra

Layra had a litter of 2 female cubs. They were now a good 3 months old and she was pregnant again. This second litter would be her last.

Maleficent was stalking her sister.

Wimble & Others

Maleficent's sister Thimble had no idea that she was being stalked, for the cub was stalking something herself. The darker sibling had her head down and ears flattened as she slowly began to creep up on the idle tail of her father Wimble...

Wimble was napping splayed out on his side, basking in the warm rays of the sun. An ear would twitch occasionally to fend off a buzzing fly, but otherwise the big lion was enjoying a so-far peaceful afternoon.

Tuini was settled in beside his uncle, grooming away some burs in Tuft's coat. The elder lion appeared to be napping in his motionless state, but his gaunt eyes were open and fixated on his daughter Rhlyeh. The chestnut-coated cub was gnawing on a bit of rib bone beside Spotlight, who was for once tolerating the presence of a youngster.

Fairali was resting on top of the cavern rocks, her body stretched out on the warm stone while her head remained lazily perked as she kept an eye out for danger. Every now and then she'd look in the direction of the distant lake, wondering if her own sister had given birth yet.

Above them all, Khala was preening her feathers in one of the few trees that struggled to grow in the grasslands. The falcon, like Tuini, and fully recovered from her most recent injuries.

Oracle

Oracle watched the four little cubs with mild amusement as she sat nearby. Things had become a bit more lively in the pride with their introduction, and part of Oracle yearned for cubs herself. She made no pass for Wimble though, the only pride male she had no relation to. Nor did she seek out the handsome brute that Fairali had told her about, knowing what price he demanded for his services. For now, the pale ligeress set aside her desires and found content in watching Maleficent and the others.