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RedRorin is a wanderer- he's always been one. It's been a rough life; he started with absolutely nothing and no one. Just himself and the empty savannah. Eventually, he started his own pride, found a few lovely ladies, gathered up plenty of space for them... but he never really felt at home. Those beautiful women were too good for him, and he knew it. He had so little to offer them. He wasn't strong, clever, fast, or brave; but they loved him anyway and always stayed by his side. He couldn't figure out why. He'd spend days searching for answers through the fields and jungles, and every time he came home, they were always happy to see him. Sure he'd bring them any skulls and feathers he'd found, kept food in the den and enemies at bay, but surely any male would do the same? Even though he was never smart enough to figure out the reason for himself, the lionesses in his pride would share the secret amongst themselves. Any newcomer lucky enough to join their family would quickly learn as well, even the animals he met in his travels could see the answer as plain as day. He was the kindest, most gentle soul they had ever met. He treated his ladies with respect and always made sure there was plenty of food to go around. Every creature he met was treated like family, so he had far more friends than ever dreamed of. RedRorin strived to be courteous and understanding, never fully realizing the extent of his kindness. He will be remembered fondly for generations to come, with every lead male taking the name Rorin, in the hope that they may be as great a leader as he.
-This story is in honor of RedRorin reaching the top of the leaderboards for "most good lion" and "most explore steps taken". He may be my crummy starter lion with terrible stats, but I do love him and will miss him when he's gone.
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