Narrator's POV
It was a normal sunny day in the Savannah, nothing unusual was supposed to happen.
*There's a rustle in the bushes*
What could it be?
*The rustling continues and a baby lion jumps out from the bushes*
The lion is frighten for a wild beast had just attacked his mother and father, he was able to run fast enough and far enough for the beast not to catch him.
The little lion decided to go back to where his family had been attacked. As he arrived there all he found was blood and 2 silver claws laying on the ground. Weirdly enough the claws seem to be missing there tips. The little lion was sad and angry for now he was alone thanks to that wild beast. The little lion decided that wanted vengeance, but he knew that he was far to small and weak to do so.
