2. A tale of Sons and Sunsets

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"Here comes the sun"

It's Sunset at the oase, and damn, its lit. Aren't better words tot describe it. My cubs are almost sleeping and they look so cute I could totally eat them. But of course I don't. I'm a Lion, not animal. Oh wait. I am an animal, but Im a gentleman. Wait. Not a man, a lion. Gentlion. That sounded way beter in my head. But Yeah, my dad ate my cousin and I'm so much beter than dad/that. Sounds beter in my head too, sorry.
I'd never eat my babies, just to make that clear. I got two boys, so much drama tot come. I won't eat them so they'll probably just eat me and eachother. I hope Grey wins. He's my champ. Nice fur, Grey eyes, hence the name. He's my oldest, from my first lady, Gloria. She's technically my cousin but with just 6 girls, I'm not going to be picky. And she's hot.
They all are, but I don't know, can't pick one. Call me crazy, but I feel like this isn't love. None of em makes me feel really happy or special. It's nice and I love my family, but I'm not in love with these girls, never been. They are like great friends with benefits who raise kids together. That sounds weird. Maybe I do love them. Maybe it just isn't as great of a feeling I imagined. Maybe, just maybe, I need to go to sleep. Big bad Lion bedtime it is.

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