✧ Blessed Eilon ✧

The wind carried Anhur's roars far, through other kingdoms and into unclaimed no man's land where troupes of cast out males patrolled and quarreled. The King's roar cowed them as it swept past, until finally it caught in the ear of a lone lioness who was wandering in tall grasses.

She was Eilon, a lioness that had left her birth pride to seek a better home before she had cubs. The echoing calls caught in the delicate shells of her ears, and the wind whispered to her of a bountiful kingdom and a strong king with winter storms under his pelt. Pale blue eyes glistening with hope, she followed the wind. The stars sparkled overhead as they watched her progress.

Her long journey ended overlooking a chorus of waterfalls, the mist from the water's passing rising and catching the golden sheen of the morning sun. Anhur was waiting, he had learned of her coming from the sky. Their greeting was one of crooning rumbles and gentle head rubs, and they spent days there at the edge of his kingdom in their courting.

When he finally lead her to the valley, any doubts Eilon might have still harbored vanished. Her paws brushed the rich earth as the air whispered against her fur, and she knew that she was home.
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Queen of Anhur's rule. Mother of Anshar

Eilon runs to you to snuggle in your magnificent fur!