Angelic

Onyx Cheetah Soft (Slot 11),
White Streak (Slot 12),
Onyx Flow (Slot 15)

Magnus wondered around somewhat aimlessly. He recently visited that new family of "magic" monkeys again after saving them from a grumpy crocodile. The mother of the young babies had bestowed a gift on him a while ago that (painfully) gave him small white wings and small tuffs of white fur on his ears and legs. She called him their "guardian angel" and said the wings would help him even in his small stature. He grumbled at the memory, claiming "small stature" was a bit of an overkill. Still he wandered on, the cubs at his base prevented him a time of peace and quiet. He ended up farther than he intended. He entered a part of his territory that he'd never been to before, even his own sub male tended to avoid this spot. Yet he ended up right in the middle of it. The area was darker than most as the tree canopy above was thick with leaves and vines. There was an odd sent that hung in the air, it was like someone buried a dead cub that had yet to be found. Still Magnus trudged on, using what little light soaked threw the canopy to see where he was going. Then, all of a sudden, the sent in the air changed. It turned from the spine chilling smell of death too a more uplifting, sweet smell that made his entire being perk up. He began to trot now, the necklace he sported bouncing around his neck in an uneven pattern. After pushing through a particularly tall and thick bush, a flood of colors and sounds reached his senses. Bright greens and blues, followed by purples and pinks lit up the area around him. Birds and butterflies fluttered around the area freely, gliding from tree to tree with the upmost grace. He spotted a pond and quickly shuffled over to it. As he drank he watched several koi fish swim around peacefully. As Magnus lifted his head and sighed, he turned around to admire the area again when he came face to face with a beak. He yelped and jumped back, nearly into the pond. "Hello~" A large white and black bird purred. "uh... hi?" Magnus looked around confused. "Who might you be?" The large bird pulled its incredibly long neck back and looked down at the small lion. "Uh... i'm Magnus, I'm the king of this land." He said, gianing more confidence with ever word. "Is that so? Well..." Magnus looked around and noticed all the birds had perched to look at him. "In that case why don't you stay a while? Get to know this wonderful area, huh?" It then turned and strutted away. Magnus smiled, "Alright," and trotted after his new friend.