Russet

Russet has been less obnoxious lately. What has gotten into her? She mentioned three lionesses, Mammatus, Dulcis, and Flekka, who were moved to King Cumulus's pride. She finally breaks her silence and repeatedly pounds the ground.
"Why do I have to be alone?!! Why did you do this Eveninglust?"

{10|6|18} Eveninglust allowed a visit to Cumulus's pride, so Russet walked herself to the other territory. Mammatus and Dulcis had waited for her by the outskirts of their land. Russet dove into them for a great hug. The two lionesses led her to Flekka's den with depressed looks. Russet sees why... Flekka's dead. They all became silent that night and slept beside Flekka for the last time before her burial at sunrise.

(11|20|19) King Leudonyx found Russet as her obnoxious old self. He always made sure to check on her although she denied feeling affected by a "little" deprivation of social life. Now at fourteen years, the elder unusually muttered what others could not hear other than the king, whom was within earshot: "I'm getting as old as my own persona, aren't I?"
That night Leudonyx and their son Tree Moth slipped into her nest when she appeared to have dozed off into her dreams. They whispered like the wind about the gods among the radiant stars, how Russet would soon rise into the heavens, departing from the world of the living. She was worthy of it. Leudonyx loved her despite lacking ideal traits. He could never trade her nor Tree Moth off- not even for gold beetles. That is, unless the unmistakable... unimaginable... untouchable evils forced him to do so.
Once they settled into a deep slumber, Russet's eyelids rose. She huffed yet didn't budge. The three lions peacefully slept the night together as a family.

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