Remarkable

Wholemeal, affectionately named after a very tasty make of bread was named because of his dark brown texture and the splat of white on his face which made it look as though he had landed face first into a bowl of flour as a cubbin. Luckily he didn´t stick to the bowl. However, the poor lion is a smidge derpy himself, thinking of himself as bread rather than a lion and subsequently any lionesses in his pride have earned the title of ¨slices¨

These tasty looking slices occasionally get toasted, and with a little luck they drop a few breadcrumbs and the pride expands with the arrival of babies.

He does what he can, little wholemeal. Collecting bits and pieces here and there when wandering around in the vast world of lioden. Looking for new and exciting ingridients that might make for some interesting new combinations of bread when he returns home to the oven. Aplace that loosely resembles the old pride rock..but of course was rather fittingly named ¨bread rock¨ and thusly any new arrival are held upand shown off to the rest of the bakers dozen who happen to be sitting nearby enough to witness his overly dramatic and often laughable antics.

A fairly well behaved loaf, although often a bit too energetic for his size, Wholemeal has a tendancy to catch himself getting into tricky spots and mischief even though that isn´t always his intention, honest!

- Wednesday, March 9. 6:23AM ; Bread loaf returns home to the oven from his explorations into the big mixing bowl otherwise known as the open savanna plains of lioden. He comes home to his family with a strange object clutched in maw which he could only describe as an expensive stirring stick. Explaining to the many females (slices) in his pride that the humans who had been carrying them before he valiantly nudged them to death, had held these strange objects and revered them as though they were highly precious. ¨It´s not quite bread.. but perhaps we can use it to stir ingridients?¨ *Aquired stolen gun decoration*