The Lion's Weakness

The Lion's Weakness

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A one-shot story of a Lion, who is different from others finding acceptance from within. The journey is filled with humour, grief, shame and finally love. ------------ One day, in the heat of summer, a Lion roamed in his cave's entrance. He was waiting impatiently for the arrival of his friend so that they could go hunting together. A chill ran through his mane, as he remembered his Lioness's angry words at him this morning. "If no meat is on our cave's stone by evening, I will carve your body and make it food for our children." The Lioness had raised her paws at him and roared. "Meat is meat. At least you would have been useful to your family that way." The time was running for his survival and the Lion was scared for his life. Because he knew firsthand how much the Lioness is capable of violence. As a Lion himself, he shouldn't have to fear her, but for that he had to have some experience in killing. Or fighting other Lions. He had none whatsoever.
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He was small, scared, and trying to save the only family he had. He never thought he'd be strong enough to bring a Lion to his knees. Excerpt: 'Better come out of there. You are on our land, if you are injured we'll help and get you on your way. We don't want trespassers.' Still I say nothing. 'Come on, you can't stay here come out or we'll have to come in after you.' I curl tighter around my babies and growl. No way would I let them near my babies. 'Now, now, we've been nice don't get unfriendly or we'll have to add to your injuries before we heal you.' Slipping to my feet I keep my body over my babies without squishing them. Whether it was my moving, my fear or they could smell our visitors but they began to whimper and squirm. Both lioness perk up at the sound. 'Stay away.' I tell them. 'You've babies? This is not the place for them.' One says, the other shifts her weight. 'The blood, you just gave birth didn't you? Where's your family? Can we call someone?' 'No. Go away, let me rest for a time and I'll take my babies and leave your territory.' 'You can't just wonder around with a newborn. How are you going to care for them. Come with us we'll take care of you until you get back on your feet.' 'No, I don't know you. Go away.' 'We won't hurt you.' I couldn't believe that, I couldn't trust these strangers. They were lions, lions were not known for being kind. I'd come out and they'd kill me and my babies.

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