Beauty

In the vast and untamed African savanna, there exists a lioness named Beauty. Her fur glistened like an oil spill, and her eyes, a deep and mesmerizing amber, held the wisdom of ages. She was a creature of grace and strength, honed by years of living in the harsh wilderness. But even such a majestic creature has a story that begins with pain and heartache, a story which could have ended much differently had fate not intervened.
Beauty's journey began when she was just a cub, playfully frolicking in the warm sand near her pride's territory. One fateful day, an oil tanker spilled its contents onto the land, coating the cub's fur in a thick, oily film. The once-proud lioness was unable to keep up with her siblings, and soon found herself left behind. Devastated, her mother and siblings searched tirelessly for her, but their efforts were in vain.
Eventually, she was found by the king of the pride, but as he went to clean her fur, he realized that her fur beneath the oil was stained. He sold her, seeing her as a curse, to another king behind her mother's back. King Myona, who had just lost one of his own daughters, took her in with open paws. He renamed her "Beauty" in honor of her fur, resilience, and strength.

You went up to munch more on a carcass you started eating yesterday. As you bite in, a spider suddenly scurried out of a hole in it! You heard Beauty cackle nearby. Thanks for the heart attack.