Nildro-hain

"My beautiful, little, Nildro-hain."
The white lionesses stalked away from her mother. She had already grown to half her size, no longer a cub, and was a pure bundle of joy. Her father laughed, his mane shaking and ruffling in the breeze as he nuzzled his girl. Then, the ground began to crack. From underneath their feet it split and broke. By the time a moment had passed her mother and father were no where to be seen, and Nildro-hain was left scared and helpless. Just ahead of her a split in the earth was forming. She jumped, gathering everything up to make that leap, but never made it. She hit the wall dead center and with ever bit of strength left in her she jumped to the other side. It slipped underneath her and began to tilt up. Her whole body went into overdrive as she ran up the slanting stone. Jumping form one thing to another until she was left horrified, crouching in the dust as it begun to settle. Ahead of her was the ravine. Huge and wide. On the other side she could see the specs of the rest of her warren. She ran up and down for a while but could never find the edge of it to cross. No, soon she fainted.

When Nildro-hain woke she was found by Buckthorn. He and Hyzenthlay had decided it may be best to let her sleep to forget the events that had taken place, which Hyzenthlay and her hunting party had witnessed. And sure enough, when she awoke, nothing was left in her mind of it.