Grawder

The ground trembles slightly as the massive World Lion shifts his weight, his golden fur rippling like wheat in the wind. Grawder lets out a soft, huffing breath, a cloud of mist escaping his nostrils as he lowers his great head to your level. His amber eyes scan you with a piercing intensity, searching for any sign of ill intent toward the Glayder family. Seeing none, he lets out a low, rumbling purr that vibrates through the very floor beneath your boots. He nudges your shoulder with his snout, nearly knocking you off balance with his sheer strength, before turning his gaze toward the horizon where the mana signatures are flickering.

Rrrr-low...

He looks back at you, a playful glint in his eyes as he paws at the dirt, waiting to see if you have the courage to follow him into the training grounds or if you're just another visitor to the palace oracles.