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❝I'm beautiful, I know cause it's the season
But what am I to do with all this beauty?
Biology, I am an organism, I'm chemical
That's all, that is all❞
Liquid Smooth.
She paces, what else is there to do? Her lover to be kinged and all of the lionesses rioting because of it. Nobody knows of their secrets, of their nights spent together in nests made of fire. She should warn him, she thinks, because what will the ladies do when they find out he'll be kinged anyway? A clean lion with rare attributes, Qᵘᵃˢⁱᵐᵒᵈᵒ will choose his younger heir no doubt.
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She was wrong. So unbelievably wrong. How could everything go so terribly in the span of months? Her eyes look upon her lover, jaw slightly hung open as she listens to the news. The news.
“I must go.” He huffs aloud, looking down at her and her whisp-like wings.
“You cannot just leave me. We are supposed to have cubs together. You're not much younger than him, we won't have time to watch them grow old!” Lafayette squeals, flicking her tail and planting her paws into the stone. She can't just LET him leave her, not after everything she's done for their love.
“I have to be king. To save my bloodline from the ridicule of uselessness.” Holofernes snaps back harshly, expression hardening as he steps up towards her. His chest puffs out and he aims to bypass the woman.
“Uselessness?! You'll be ridiculed of foolishness if you leave me! I am your mate! You're my everything-- why would you go to another pride? Why would you split us when-”
Holofernes cant believe what he's hearing. Is she serious? “Hush, stop this now. I don't leave for another week or so. Stop worrying.” As she's busy retaining his words and getting angrier, he slips by and starts trotting out of their cave.
He doesn't come back.
Not hours later. Not days. Not weeks, or months.
He never comes back.
It ruins her.
Her Lover:
https://www.lioden.com/lion.php?id=794207439704
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