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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 10:32 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 10:36 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 11:14 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 4:01 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 4:04 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 4:56 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 4:59 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 5:06 pm
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"Yes and no. It spans throughout both."
"Anyhow...The lioness that wandered had found herself, in the evening, at a lush oasis. With the sun setting and night falling, she decided that she would watch the sun set from the oasis. Paws in the water to cool from the day's journey, she stood and watched the darkening sky. But as beautiful as it was, it also instilled a sense of dread within her."
Kneading her paws into the ground, Lunastre felt the memories wash over her like a soothing wave.
"The evening was mostly uneventful, if it wasn't for the other lioness that happened by. Also a wanderer, she had the intent to simply pass by without even a nod to our lioness. The thing that caused that not to happen, was a distant rumble of thunder."
"The lioness pleaded to the other to not go on, as she had a bad feeling. The other was determined to go farther by nightfall, despite the stars already fully emerging from the dark. And so, she took a drink, and went on."
"Concerned but unwilling to leave, the lioness stayed huddled under a bundle of large leaves, watching as the rains approaches the oasis. A gentle rain, it was not."
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 5:13 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 5:20 pm
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"It was simply a freak rainfall. A storm out of nowhere." Lunastre giggled at Nef's interest in this story. "And you'll hear the rest if you don't interrupt again."
"But yes, the rain finally came and the leaves were so large and so thick, she was warm and dry. It was almost a thicket, actually. And she had had the presence of mind to hunt before taking shelter, and had several rodents that had been scurrying around the oasis."
"Soon enough though, a figure appeared in the entrance to the shelter. Drenched with rain and limping, the other asked if the shelter was big enough for two. There was, and the Lioness welcomed another with her."
"When the other entered...the lioness realized she had been mistaken. It was not another lioness, but a lion. His mane had been nearly all ripped out, and was barely starting to grow back. She was not afraid, but asked something that could have gotten her killed. If he was a dethroned king."
"He was not. He spoke about how he never had a chance to take the throne, as he was ill. His father, frightened of him infecting the pride somehow, had thrown him out after taking his mane, insisting it would let him be mistaken for a female, and not killed right away. The lion had hoped to reach another pride, but now, he was weak and unworthy."
"The lioness stayed with him through the night, his body was hot with fever and wracked with coughs."
"He would not make it through the night, but instead of dying painfully, starving, violently or alone, the Lioness stayed by his side, telling him of places he could go. Others he could meet."
"When she woke, the lion had passed, a smile on his face. Peaceful and not alone."
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 5:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 5:25 pm
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