Nemu

Nemu kept her pride away from the priarie she just did not trust the Makucha to hold to their truce. But anytime Dusquei went there she went with her not because she didn't trust her sister though. She was dragging an elk carcass back.

Dusquei

For her part, Dusquei had done her best to welcome Maelertech to the pride, despite her reservations for his mother, and assisted Quilikham in searching for needed herbs to treat the liger's wounds. Her trips to the Prairie had been infrequent, and out of courtesy to Nemu, she'd kept those visits brief and a good distance from the caverns where the Makucha called home.

Today, the liger had been basking on a small mound in the sun when she caught scent of the elk. After a hearty stretch, Dusquei sauntered after the trail, until she came across her sister and the sizeable prize she was hauling back. "Good catch, Nemu." She greeted, nuzzling her chin against her sibling's face and neck, before leaning down to help drag the carcass further into their land.