MaNnIeS

A Lion

I believe I've bumped into something, or someone... I reeeally hope it's the prior...

Looking up, I see a tall muscular lion, fur rippling with strength. He's at least five times as tall as me, with a very extensive mane. This is the kind of lion that would be the hero in books, red and gold and prideful. However, in books you're usually not the very small cub that looks up into that face and realises that they may have gone into a horror story by accident.

He looks kind of angry. Very angry. I'm not in his territory, but I've got a feeling that being out of my own is bad enough for him. I've also got a feeling that admiring the scenery would be a very bad idea at the moment.

I run.