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Holy Bethel may seem like such a saint but is she truly? She believes to much. It isn't her fault she is a naive little lioness.
Chapter one: the start of it all (pee pee poo poo)
"Where is he!? Where is he?" Jiode roared. Bethel looks scared and confused "Mother what are you doing?-" The beautiful lioness lost her temper and sliced up her cubs face, she instantly regretted it and ran off quickly.
"Arghhh AHHHH!!" screamed Bethel as blood dripped down into her eyes. Her father Etérea finds the bleeding cub and finds her mother. The king is shocked and very disappointed, he pins down Jiode and looks at her "What have you done to OUR daughter?"
The lioness looks up at him "I didn't mean to I'm sorry my king," Etérea sighs and grabs his cub. Jiode lost Bethels brother, he was found in a leopard's territory, ripped apart. when they brang his body back Bethels mother let out a wail of agony. Bethel didn't understand and panicked as well but her mother pushed her away to hold the mangled up cub. Her father noticed this, he makes sure she is cared for yet nothing is the same, her mother was usually kind but now she isn't like a mother. She is more of just a pridemate. It hurt Bethel to see this slowly happen. Her father tried his best to care for the cub but she soon fell into a depression. Her father had an idea, he told her stories of the past and how they use to follow their ancestors! Bethel was so happy. Once she was an adolescent she went up to her old father and kneeled down before him "Father I have decided I would like to take on the name Sister Bethel, I no longer want to be called something our ancestors would not approve of,"
Etérea backed away and saw it, he saw a devil...? floating close to her whispering things he couldn't understand. No, it was just his imagination.
He nobbed and gently touched her head "very well, I approve of this" the young lionesses looked happy.
Chapter two: we're all old
Sister Bethel was on a hunt with her friends and some older lionesses. She jumped onto a zebra's back and bit down on the back of its neck. She didn't release as it struggled and kicked, though soon enough it flung her off and stomp on her. Bethel laid on the ground, dazed. How could that even happen? She done everything right. An older lioness came to her rescue and helped her up. Bethel winces in pain "Ngh," the strong lioness looks worried "I hope you didn't break anything...you know what happens then,"
Bethel stiffness "I don't think anything I broken...besides my...I dunno I just...how could I fail?" she looked sad.
The lioness laughs "Hon, not all your hunts are going to be successful"
Bethel hisses "I'll make sure they are! I can't be not perfect!" the lioness shakes her head "You're getting older, sister Bethel. You shouldn't throw fits like a cub," Holy Bethel looks angry but doesn't argue.
Chapter three: awakening the sad thing
Holy Bethel is now a year and eleven months, she would stay in her father's pride but...as she bounded over to her father's den, she saw a bloody sight. Gore everywhere, who could do such a thing? Guts and blood, all over the cave walls. She backs away from her father's corpse and bumped into the hard chest of a strong giant smilus. He stares down at her with his cold yellow eyes, like he knew who she was. Blood dripped down the face of the smilus but he soon licks it up and speaks in a loud booming voice "I will be taking over this pride as I have rightfully won it. I presume you're the daughter of that king" he points to the corpse with his muzzle. he quickly mumbles and bows his head "he put up quite a fight for such an old lion" Holy Bethel sobs "that was my father! You're a murder and I shall not take you as my mate"
Alternative ending to that is: Holy bethel's father dies of a heart attack from old age and the stress his daughter was putting on him. They were arguing about an affair she was having at her young age with a lion who clearly wanted to steal his place. (1 year 2 months)
Running towards you, Holy Bethel greets you from afar and follows you for the next hour to learn from the best.
After a long hard day of exploring, Holy Bethel offers to knead your shoulders. You happily accept, and you feel great afterwards!
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