Uthando: Uthando stood up and cracked his back, and let out a mighty yawn. His brain was crawling with ideas for something to do today, but one stood out in particular. His little golden lioness. He wondered if she was still inprisoned in the Westland prison dens, as he still had unfinished business. His leg had healed enough to walk and run a bit, and his face healed up as much as it was going to, leaving nasty scars all over his maw and across his face. He was quite a scary sight now. He slunk to the prison dens and made his way inside. Perfect. His lioness was still inside, but she was not moving. He moved closer and nudged her with a paw,