🌪Sky that is Empty of Life

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ She/they/sky/cloud ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

☆.｡.:* It was a nice and cloudy day, you were out checking on all the lions and lionesses in your pride. Once you finished with the last lion, Sky that is Empty of Life approached you with a toothy smile on sky's face. Before you can speak, she asked if she had a history behind her name. They sat down with clouds' tail curled around her paws neatly. You thought for a moment, then explained that when she was born, the clouds fell down and fogged up all of the land. It was all dark and mysterious, but once you noticed Sky's pelt, you decided to name them Sky that is Empty of Life. The lioness stared up at you with amazement and curiosity. They immediately stood up, said thank you, then ran.

The next day, it rained and created small puddles around the lands.
You decided to patrol around your large territory, leaving muddy paw-prints behind. After a while of walking around and exploring, you notice another pair of wet paw-prints ahead of you, you approach cautiously and smell the scent. It was stale and unreadable. You decide to follow the footprints, your muscles tensing up with anticipation. You notice a familiar creature in the distance, its white and gray coat splattered with mud. It was Sky that is Empty of Life, gazing at a puddle, you heard cloud chant "clouds fall down!". You giggle with amusement before turning and walking away.

Guess some lions never change. .｡.:*☆

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