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Born from the ashes and smoke of his old home, Kenzo knew his birthright just as he let out his first roar over his dying mother. To conquer and grow his kingdom once more into the aspiring beast that it once was. So he climbed the highest mountains, dug from the deepest holes, and fought with death with every steps to reach his new ground of hope. The Winding Wind Pride, known to lead with wisdom and clarity. At first, his torn skin and rageful eyes scared some of the members, but over time they saw him for what he was. The scared cub that watched his first home burn with his own eyes. Kenzo, without his knowledge, was welcomed into the pride. He followed his brothers and sisters to hunts; becoming the best at stalking. Went with his two mentor to learn how to secure and explore unknown territories. Crafted tools and medicines with the broodmothers; watching each cub with great passion. Every day, he became stronger and wiser as the king became weaker and smaller. He knew he was ready for the task and came to the king during the same faithful night of his mother's death. With his mane high and claws sharpened, he marched into the king's quarters. Though the pride kept the king's condition quiet from others, Kenzo had saw the king one too many times to know his state. The king, unbothered by the sudden visitor, turned his loving glaze upon his adopted son. "Let me be King! I am ready, father!", Kenzo roars. The king's eyes narrow and closes as he stretches to a more comfortable position. "Wiseman", he instructs. "Wisman?" "Yes, here, my Kenzo. You are not a king, you are your people's Wiseman. One who leads with his words and thoughts; not roars and fangs", the king, as weak as he is, musters enough strength to stand and walk throughs his aged son, "but you are right, you are ready". With this, Kenzo stands taller, tail waving. The king, making his way up to Kenzo to the point that meet eye to eye, grins. "But first, you must pass your final test from me. It will be hard, gurling, and truly the greatest trial you ever experience", the king slowly passes his son. Kenzo's tail twitches at the thought of hundred types of torturing acts that he had heard over the years as a cub that other prides did to have a new king. Whatever his father came up with, he was going to do it; no matter the suffering he'll had to endure. "Whatever it is, I'm ready for it. Tell me and I'll do it", Kenzo gulps. The king, old and creaking, look toward the glowing moon and then to Kenzo with a mischievous smirk. "Your final quest from me is.....", he leaps and laughs, "to catch me, if you CAN!". Kenzo barely had time to understand his word before the king runs faster than he ever seen since he was a cub. "Oh, you blasted old man, HERE I COME!". All night Kenzo chased his old man until the sun was higher than the clouds. Almost higher than the new responsibilities he will have as king.
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