Prideful, elegant-- Only the beginning thoughts to describe Ayanna, a most enchanting lioness beholden to beauty's perfection. She stood tall in assurance, head held erect as alluring eyes of wisteria scanned their immediate surroundings, perhaps searching for something. Muscular neck was graced by a mane of cream that she wore proudly, flaunting it as one of her signatures. Mahogany pelt was soft and smooth, underbelly and muzzle brushed over with a soothing tint of dusty gray. Toned limbs supported her average weight, paws painted a lavishing cream hue in attempt to hide their sinister role as hunting weapons. Movement was fluid, graceful, paws touching down gently with each step, tail swaying in a hypnotizing manner, color matching that of her finely groomed mane and paws. She looked friendly upon first glance, those enticing eyes most inviting. Yet to her male counterparts, the usual friendly smile was quickly molded into a flirtatious grin that she wielded with tactical means, knowing she could have any who fell prey to her captivating, almost suggestive gaze. No formal introductions or playful chase was needed. When their curious eyes met hers as they gleamed with excitement, the need for introductions was ruled out in an instant. Smitten, the mighty kings were helpless, hers for the choosing.