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A rogue attack occurred on her pride, everyone slaughtered apart from herself and her to brothers. They watched their father get thrown off a cliff, their mother stood in front of the three cubs. She hissed at the dark-coloured lions, her claws making themselves noticeable. She killed one of them, but being weak with an illness she was soon put to the ground, claws like knives to her neck. Her last words were for her children to run. They scattered. Their mother killed slowly and painfully but quickly enough to give her death. She was chased. All of them were. Her second youngest brother was caught between a black lion's claws, his head ripped of savagely. The two siblings screamed, and Quick Silver cried as her brother dragged her away as he desperately tried to escape. She struggled but soon gave up and begun to run with him. She was out of breath, being only half a year old and all, and asked to stop. Her brother didn't want to upset her so they stopped. He heard the lions after them and frowned, staying silent for about ten seconds and then, though still frowning, his eyes glazed over with a sheet of tears. "Run." He said. "N..No brother come wi-" Quick Silver tried to say but - "No! If you love me... If you love me you'll run. Mother loved you ore than me anyway, she wouldn't mind my sacrifice." "Your what!? Broth-" "Don't make my sacrifice go to waste sister, run sister, RUN!" She looked up to her older rbother, hugging him and whispering into his ear. "I'll always love you. So will mum and dad." Before she ran. Ran. Ran. She looked back to see a tear run down her brother's cheek and then she closed her own eyes, tears streaming down hers. She heard a painful YELP and gasped. How could she have left her own brother to die? She ran back screaming "BROTHER! BROTHER!" And when she went to look for her brother, she found his headless body laying there in a pile of blood. The black lions heard her wailing, one of them realising what they had done and taking her up in his jaws and fighting off the rest before making his escape with her. But the small cub didn't die (to her enemy's own disappointment). She becomes a lone lioness, a rogue sorta. A legend in the local tribes. She's a strong, but angry lioness. She's also very wise. SHE LIKES TO HANG OUT WITH HYENAS. One of her new best buds is a hyena, she likes to think hyenas are better than most lions. Cori found her as the black lion had grown too old to take care of her, he handed her over to Cori and explained everything that had happened. He gave him something. An object. Some kind of object. She couldn't make out what it was and he told Cori to name her after it and give it to her when she was old enough. Cori nodded as the black lion died at his paws, a tear the last living thing from him. Cori named her Quick Silver from the object, but she still hasn't got it.
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