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A fiery mother who resembled the sun that rose over the heart of the Savannah lands, had just given birth to a beautiful, fiery, spotted white cub. Ignis Tempest was the name of the dear mother and she watched carefully as her little cub's eyes opened, spring green flashing in her irises. A spark of light began to signal the upcoming day.
A spark. The cub crawled over the her mother, mewing and causing a ruckus, waking the lionesses around them. Ignis Tempest frowned and pulled her little cub to her stomach. She kneaded her mother's stomach roughly and sucks the milk in a way that had to be back-talking. She looked down at her cub and saw the rebellious spark in her spring greenery eyes.
Her mother thought for a moment before muttering a name at last. "Ignisculus." It combined her name and would leave her own little mark on her rebellious cub.
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Ignisculus was incredibly playful as a cub as well as a wild card. She would romp around with the other cubs as soon as she could walk and talk. She back talked her mother when it was time for bed or a bath. She would sass the other lionesses and trash-talk the other cubs.
Her mother, quite embarrassed by her small cub's big attitude, would spend many hours apologizing for her cub's attitude and lack of respect but the other lionesses would just laugh and brush it off, saying cubs will be cubs and she would eventually grow out of her little attitude and learn to hold herself like a proper young lioness.
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Igniculus sat at the edge of the main den's area, watching as her mother spoke to the King. She had gotten in trouble again, putting a rotten carcass in the cub's den when everyone was sleeping. Her tail wagged proudly, purring her satisfaction as she remembered the shrieks of fear from the small cubs and the excitement from the male cubs.
Her spring-green eyes watched as her mother suddenly was approaching her, something different about her. Though she had grown a lot, she had gotten much worse as an adolescent, being boisterous and obnoxious, her pranks going from funny to cruel and switching between the two.
Ignis Tempest looked up at her daughter, her dark emerald's cloudy and showed regret.
"I am leaving the pride." She said softly. Igniculus looked at her mother, shocked. "You appear to be old enough to learn things yourself and the pride has gotten too big for me."
Igniculus's eyes welled up with sudden tears. "You can't!" She said.
Ignis Tempest shook her head. "I must. Do not fear, I am being sent to a safe pride. Farewell, my dear daughter. I hope you grow up strong and much more proper. Seeing as I have failed to raise you as a proper lioness.
Igniculus silently cried, watching her mother leave with the King to a distant pride. Despite the rebellious attitude she had, she relied heavily on her mother and loved her much more than she had shown. She had not said she loved her before she left. When the King returned without her mother, she roared sorrowfully.
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