The Lions/Cougars

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"Good morning Malachite," spoke the huge lion.

"And to you Saffron how does thy mate fair?"

"Very well thank you Malachite."

"I'm glad to see you have recovered from a recent hunting, Venus."

"You're too kind Malachite. Enjoy the strolls while you can the hot months are coming."

"I will," purred Malachite. He leaped across the river.

"There's something we all need," sang Malachite. "The flavor of spring is in the air. I feel the breeze and the water coming from lake hidden deep within the jungle trees.
I can imagine the desert beyond those mountains the very thing that feeds the forest soil here.

This is the life we lead and nothing more will ever satisfy me. It's the task you gave me mother dearest.
Come what may!
I will prevail.
I am not afraid to fall.
The greatest must be the one that is taken alone.
Why gain the whole world just to lose who you are.

As I stand here at the water hole lapping up all the water I can handle for today,
I hear my heart sigh and echo back to me
Down the cliff walls,
No one knows the pain I felt.
No one knows how I got treated
Left out.
Look into my eyes
They're not the eyes of fear as those who are fools say they are.
They're the eyes of a creature in pain and in need.
I get so many compliments and I keep on doing my job as it is what I am suppose to do.
My friends look at me and see a guardian but in my heart I already know there's more to this job than it seems.
Mother how do I show them I am the right leader when I know the forest faces a threat.
Mother I miss you so.
You're words were always comforting.

What does it mean to be a guardian?
A Guardian?
Oh yeah a guardian?
What does it mean to be a guardian?
What does it mean to be a guardian?
You walk each day and night
Rarely show your protective feelings when everyone else is around.
But some already know just what you feel inside.

Earth moves the air, wind feeds the fire.
Fire's ashes helps the jungle grow and mist keeps this place from drying out.
What does it mean to be a guardian?
You gotta stand your ground through pouring rain, stinging smoke and whipping winds.
Cuddle with those who offer shelter when you can make it home tonight.
Stick beside the lost and guide them home.
This is what we do. This what we do in the Jungle. This is what we do. Welcome to the Jungle. This is my home and I will protect it till I am no more. This is what we do. The animals here prey and predators alike we know the rules and we follow them.
We're a family just like you. And we stick together. And we'll pull through the storm. Oh yeah we'll pull through the storms. This is our story so come meet us. Come meet us. Oh yeah! Come on and meet us. This is what we do. This is what we do. We're the Guardians of the Jungleland. ROARRR!"
The sound of his roar woke the otters on the other side of the pool.

Word Count: 557

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