Regina
From the Rocky Hills | Joined at night in the end of the Great Plains Drought. | at 7 years, 7 months old
{Cubs born into Pride: 4 | Cubs rejected by the King: 3}
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BioRegina is the 18th lioness to join Vesper's pride.
Adult:
{ 7 years, 10 months old} - Regina had given birth to a beautiful cub, with a grey blue, shiny, pelt. She was perfect and had already picked out a name, despite all the BroodMothers advising her otherwise. It was Pride Law that she name her cub after their King accepted her into the pride, but Regina was sure it all would simply be formality when it came to
her cub. She didn't get a good look at Sonnet's cub as Vesper carried it away, but she was sure her daughter would get his approval. When Vesper came back, he made it straight over to her nest. Regina posed for him, holding her head up proudly as he met with their daughter.
When he was done Vesper cast her a look and said, "I'll be taking her, Regina."
She was utterly flabbergasted. Regina stared at her King, shocked. She couldn't believe his words. Did he really say what she thought he said?
"My apologies, dear. But she won't be staying." He leaned down and picked their daughter up in his jaws.
"Why?" She asked, her voice weak to her ears.
"There's no explanation that will ease your loss. Just know all my decisions are made with the pride's best interest in mind. She cannot stay."
His cryptic answer gave her no comfort, but then again perhaps her King was right. Maybe there was no answer he could give that would make it all better. He left with her beautiful cub in his jaws, just as he had done with Sonnet's just moments ago. She cast a glance at the lioness, curled up into a tight ball, and focused her attention on her paws. She felt the stares of every lioness in the cavern, her pelt heating up to an uncomfortable degree. She gave a loud sigh and laid her head neatly on her paws. She was so sure he would accept her, what else was she mistaken about?
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