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Youge firemane puffs out his chest and displays his still very much growing mane and gives a flirtatious grin and he struts around, any lion would be lucky to even get a glance at his chiseled muscles and beautiful mane! Of course his adolescent arrogance and pride did not help his case, but his father the prides king was not less then amused, with a swift smack to the face young firemane can feel warm blood trickle down his face, as the small adolescent lowers his head in shame, the ground becomes littered with blood. The king continues to shout and roar ferociously and the adolescent shrinks closer and closer to the ground. Firemane limps off to a nearby waterhole and flops on the ground letting himself bleed and be swarmed with flies and closing his eyes hopelessly. Suddenly a large tongue began to clean one of his many bleed wounds, his ears perk up and he squinted with pain. “Just leave me be Thistle .” Firemane groans trying to hide his emerging smile. “You know I couldn’t leave you” says a confident mew followed by an affectionate head nudge. The two lions begin to groom each other and talk the night away. Just as the sun was rising and firemanes wounds had dried a loud roar emerged from the once peaceful night air. Before firemane could react Thistle was yanked from firemanes side, the king wacks the young lions back with brutal force causing it to snap almost instantly. The king drops Thistles neck and lets their body fall to the ground with wide and panicked eyes and loud gasps for air. The king steps over the body and toward firemane with an annoyed look. “I don’t know what is wrong with you.” The king growls saying each word menacingly slow. “But it’s over now.” The king says before turning around and stomping back to his pride. Firemane forces his quivering body toward his dying companion. “ I’m so sorry “ firemane squeaks in a shaky voice. “I..” firemane starts before he begins say before tears and a tightened throat snatch the words from within. The broken adolescent looks up at firemanes shaking body, thistle gives a weak grin and speaking in a raspy yet comforting tone “I love you.” Before lying his head down and letting death begin to take him. Firemane lays beside thistle and cried into the young adolescents mane whispering I love you, and many sorries into his ears, until thistles breathing eventually stopped. Firemane gathered his strength and got up slowly. He looked at his young loves dead body with a dull expression, the adolescent gives his mane one last lick before turning around and leaving his pride forever. “My love might have been odd or even wrong… but I will kill every last one of those traders.” Firemane repeated that sentence over and over again as he walked into the unknown. Eventually yes he did enslave his fathers kingdom and turned the once mighty beast into nothing but a bloody mess with the rest of his pride, who were left to a near by hyena pack, the king was left to the same fate as firemanes past love hopeless, and paralyzed and devoured alive by revolting scavengers, surrounded by his mangled loved ones. But not even his perfect revenge and seemingly perfect life could bring firemane back, the king died the very day his lover had, nothing but a husk of a lion was left, nothing but cruelty and evil thoughts remained in the lions heart.
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