After a long hard day of exploring, Splendor-in-the-Grass offers to knead your shoulders. You happily accept, and you feel great afterwards!
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A quiet and submissive lioness, Splendor wanted nothing more than a place in a pride. However, due to overcrowding was chased from her original pride, left to starve wandering on her own. However, one day a great, dark lion appeared o. The horizon as she was visiting a waterhole. She trembled as he approached and crouched down, whimpering. She knelt before she strange male, trying to be small and submissive, sure he would kill her for trespassing in his lands. Instead he gently nuzzled her.
"You are too lovely to be a lone wanderer. Come to the Windlands, little one,
be my Queen and bear my cubs."
Trrmbling, Splendor nodded.
"I am Enrapture, Lord of the Windlands. What is your name?" He asked, turning and walking eastward, slowly so she could keep pace with him.
"I...I have no name, King. I was one of many expendable cubs in my pride. We were not important enough for names. Just....cub. until...I wasn't a cub. No one wanted me so...I was chased away."
He looked at her with sorrow. "I shall choose a name for you," he rumbled. "Splendor. For your beauty."
Splendor fell in love, then and there, hopelessl. "As you wish, my Lord. My name is Splendor." Her heart soared. She lifted her head high, feeling hope for the first time in a long time as she followied her new King to his home. She had a *name*.
She vowed to do her best to please her new King.
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