There was a leopard languidly lying on the floor of Polaris, resting on his side. He could almost be mistaken for a sleeping being if his purple gaze was not lazily observing all that was visible to him in the cave.

His tail swished slightly, as he simply watched the world, or of much of it as he could see. Bacchus wished that someone other than he would appear. As much as one might expect otherwise from a sadistic leopard, Bacchus was a very social being.

Right now, he was missing having company quite a bit.

@Tigerlily

This place, Tigerlily decides, is very pretty. She meanders slowly through the cave with a shining rock in her paws (found in this very place, dislodged from the wall good enough to pick up) - and wonders what to do with it. She'll probably just find a nice spot to hide it in another cave until then...

With a little hum, she thinks this day is nice. A perfect day. Lovely for exploring, just like every day.

And then she spots a stranger, calmly sitting around.

"Hey there!" She smiles and waves. Good day indeed.

@Bacchus