Ridges of Doom

Ridges of Doom

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación mié, sep 27, 2017
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The time is 1935. The place is Great Britain. Ingonyama, or Yama, named after the Xhosa word for "lion", is a Rhodesian Ridgeback born different from the rest of his litter; he has no ridge running along his back. Since Yama's litter is being bred for show, humans only accept the ridged dogs, and threaten to have him culled, or worse. What will become of Yama, his litter, and his life? Inspired by the BBC One documentary Pedigree Dogs Exposed, Ridges of Doom delves into the inhumane practices of the past Kennel Club, some of which still exist today. Disclaimer: Note that I am not attacking the Kennel Club in any way or fashion. Although I may disagree with how they are deciding to breed their dogs for the "perfect pooch", I don't hate them at all. This book, as it was set in 1935, isn't a way to speak out against the KC's practices nowadays. Please, after reading this, do NOT attack anyone who is affiliated with the KC. Also note that every human and dog in this book are fictional, as in they don't and never have existed in real life. Any resemblance to real persons is merely coincidental. Please and thank you.
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I peeked from behind the rocks, small and cautious, watching the lions for the first time. Their golden fur glowed in the sun, and their roars sounded so different from the jungle calls I knew. I didn't understand them at first - why they walked together, how they seemed to know what each other was thinking, or why they stayed so close to each other. I wanted to be like them - part of something bigger, strong and brave. I was a tiny white tigress, scared and small, but my heart ached to understand this strange, golden world and the lions who lived in it. A/N: I do NOT permit any kind uf usage of my story for podcasts, youtube or any other kind...as well as Translations. This is a Lion King fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own Lion King , rights to the owner.

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