Kiara smiled as she watched the sun rise, feeling its touch warming her body, and what a body it was.

A few moons had passed since the Outlanders had been integrated into the pride, and after the initial frictions, everything had settled down nicely. Kiara especially had benefitted from the contact, and was now quite a proficient hunter, or would have been but for one particular issue, her weight.

Kiara was fat, not especially so, but it was noticable, both physically and dynamically, she was the slowest lioness out, and often got teased for it. This depressed the princess, but for some reason, no matter how much she exercised, she barely seemed to make headway against the weight, and it was quck to come back if she let it.