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Silence of Night can be seen calmly watching every thing, his white eyes gleaming from his dark pelt. A light breeze blows through, ruffling his mane in such a majestic way, you can’t help but feel awed. He spots you looking and a grin lights up his face, his white teeth flashing.
“Well then, who do we have here?” He asked as he leisurely walks near. There is something in his demeanor that suggests he isn’t just friendly, but possible a little sneaky too. His tail sways and his eyes are locked upon you.
You pull back a bit as he stands almost too close, one of the little shrikes following him flutters near your nose. You try to resist the urge to chop at it. He flops down, laying near your feet. His tail flicks and a small weasel shows up to snuggle on his paws. You look down at him, wondering what sort of king just lays down in front of his rival kings/queens.
“Greetings, I am ______. I was just going to head over here to meet you, and maybe we can come up with some agreements.” You say, somewhat uncomfortably.
“Agreements about what? I thought you were the only neighbor who wasn’t going to demand some sort of bribes or whatever.” Silence of Night growled. He batted his paw at another shrike.
“What- uh, right. Well, you see…” You start.
“Well, whatever it is, I’m sure Floating Dust can take care of it, it’s time for me to check on the patrols.” He interrupts, rolling to his feet with a huff. He turns his back on you and walks away. You turn to see a light tan lioness with darker paws standing next to you.
“No! I’m not going to go talk to just any one of your wives!” You burst out in anger. How disrespectful must this stupid king be? He whirls around and you have that moment of ‘oh sh-‘ as he leaps at you and clutches your neck in his jaws.
“There is a deep misunderstanding between us,” Silence of Night growls through your mane, you can see the anger swirling in his eyes. “None of these lionesses are just ‘one of my wives’. They are all individuals who have their lives and stories. If you cared, maybe you’d hang out to find out for yourself.” From the severity in his speech, you understand how he truly feels about his pride. You are hit with a wave of admiration towards this king. He finally lets you go and you stumble back as he rises to his full height, muscles defining his every feature.
“I-I’m sor-“ You start.
“No, come back later and try again. I am usually very considerate. Don’t make this mistake again.” He growls and turns around. You are about to speak again, when you see the patrol of sub-males he must have been talking about. A large primal lion stands there also snarling at you. You dip your head and scurry out of there. But you won’t give up, you’ll come back again, determined to eventually get this king to be your ally.
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