At the presidential palace, Xanthia had attracted the attention of Dilunia with her non-violent protest. The president had made her way down the steps of the palace to communicate directly with Xanthia and her followers and intended to put a stop to this demonstration before it gathered any steam.
The president’s perky pink power suit still sat snuggly on her body and twisted her tail upright at all times, never flowing behind her to allow an appearance of vulnerability or submission. She approached Xanthia, her eyes refusing to break the gaze of the powerful yet slight lioness staring up at her from the bottom of the steps.
Xanthia also kept the president’s gaze, realising that this was a situation she couldn’t afford to lose. She growled as the president came within three steps of her
