Kingsella

She was a wise youngblood. Always told she was was wise and mature. That she always had the answer for every problem and question, Even at a young age. She knew that and was tired of hearing that over and over, maturing at a young age wasn't easy after all. Most people would've matured because of love, the hurtful kind or the long lasting and never ending kind that would take them years to fully understand and develop. But her? She learned love by getting no love at all or lust. She learned the true definition of love by herself at a young age, through loving others the way she would have wanted someone to love her. She knows what love does and is for and what it's capable of. She knows how to truly love someone and will give love to anyone and everyone, any mammal. No matter the size, language, race, genetic, condition or personality and behavior. Love goes a long way and has a strong power. Love can change people for the better and worse.

She stumbled upon a lioness who was yet still naive and heartbroken from a broken and betrayal of a relationship.
The lioness was so torn and broken, she couldn't hold back her cries and whines of pleading and anger.
"Why the f#%k does love have to be so cruel! Why does love hurt so harshly and scar so badly! Why does it always have to change!? I hate change so much! I hate that i can't stop loving him!"

"Love, oh love does change our soul,
Sometimes for the better, sometimes not,
With scars and wounds or trauma seared,
It breaks our hearts and takes our breath.

But in the greater view, we realize,
The change is always for the better,
For love has a way to make us wise,
And heals all our aches and hurts.

So let not the pain or fear deter,
For love brings forth a greater good,
That shapes us in its tender care,
To face the world, stronger and bold."
She comforted the hurt lioness and led her to a tent on her territory and gave her hospitality & love as well as some books and tea, letting her rest before letting her go off her way.