(Ginarr pronounced: Ghinar (hard 'G' like 'Gold')
I was ship wrecked on this island when I was really young, a mountain lion had saved me and for some odd reason...the mountain lion didn't kill me. Instead he raised me as his own.
This mountain lion, my father's, name is Ginarr. This may sound like nonsense, but since I spent most of my life with him I understood was he said, his roars, his purrs. I understood "(Y/N), day dreaming again?" Ginarr asked. I looked down at him from the tree I was seated in "no, I'm coming!".
I jumped off the branch gripping onto a vine and sliding myself down, I pat my hands of leaves and dirt w