Maya

Maya sat calmly in the shadows of the trees, resting her paws in the soft sand.

There was not much she could do at her age, she was already the matriarch of the clan that she started all by herself back in her young days. Her joints grew hard and painful over the years while she led her clan, and her fur, altough stayed the same color like before, became more ruffled and raggedy.

She was in her last days, and she knew it too.

But it was the circle of life.

She watches the young Naya playing with a few of their newest additions. That youngling was the new heir to her throne as the leader of the clan, even though she still didnt know.

With time, she will learn... But now, Maya just wanted to rest her head on her paws, and enjoy this last sunset.

Just one more sunset, before her sun will disappear too.