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You spot the young lion sitting alone in the cover of an acacia, quietly pushing a ball of woven grass between his paws. As you approach, he looks up at you. “Oh, it’s you.” You ask to sit next to him, and he makes room for you underneath the tree’s thick canopy. “Do you like the rain?,” he asks, focusing his gaze on the rain falling in the distance. You give him your answer, and he smiles at you. “I’m fortunate that I like it, given my name is Rain.”
You remark that he seems more mature than he looks. Rain looks a little sullen at that. “I’ve been alive for many years. One day, our pride leader, Treerunner, gave me a strange bit of prey. I don’t have the need for food anymore, nor do I age.”
“I still eat for the fun of it, though,” he adds with a small smile. You decide to linger by Rain’s side a little while longer, watching the distant rain fall from grey clouds.
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Purrsonality: Humble
You greet Rain regally and he greets you back with a bowed head, licking your chin in reverence.
Rain plops next to you and tells how he's proud to work under your leadership. You wonder if he ever wants to be a king, but he nuzzles you and says no - he'd be a poor replacement for you!
You were having trouble sleeping, so you left the den, and ran into Rain. He sits with you and tells you all about the shapes he can see in the stars
Rain seems to have a very manly scar on his tail, which you point out. He sways it side to side with a smile and claims only a cool lion would think such a weak spot is something positive.
When approaching to greet everyone today, you managed to step Rain’s paw. He decided to treat it as a tussle invitation which turned into a partial cuddle.
You attempt to praise Rain for a great job in that last play-tussle, but he shook his head and tells you it's all because of your great training.
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The King’s Beloved
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