Lisa crouched behind the tree, unable to tear her eyes away. Nina blinked once, ears twitching, then shifted her little body against the lion’s massive flank. The grey tabby kitten, Kevin’s, was already curled under the lion’s jaw.
The mountain lion didn’t flinch. She didn’t growl. She simply watched the clearing, her head rising now and then like a mother keeping guard. Lisa whispered, “This can’t be real.” Caleb exhaled quietly. “It is. I’ve read about behavior like this… in captivity.