PLEASE PASS YOUR MUT LADY
i love you pretty lady. \
to anyone who likes her; she'll be frozen upon last litter weaning. not letting this pretty baby die ever
she's super high and mighty and knows she doesnt have to put in any effort to be pretty. know's she's widely loved.
Twilight gave a gentle hiss as Futhorc walked up to her, eyeing him judgingly.
"King," she said, more mockingly than most lionesses would dare.
"Diviner," he replied, reverence clear in his grumbling voice.
She stood, stretching luxuriously, and stalked elegantly to a nearby pool, filled with clouded water. She snickered in delight at what she seemed to see there, casting a fog-eyed glance at the ever-patient king.
"Your heir is coming, Futhorc."
"Yes, I know, I know," he said, tired. "You've been saying that for weeks now. He's close, he's coming, you've said everything."
"I see clearly now. Not he. She."
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i love you and will never let you go <3
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