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The endless dunes grow and shrink with the arid winds, shifting in the wake of a particularly harsh breeze. Overhead is an endless sky, cloudless and unmarred; flawless as a fresh-cut sapphire. The desert gives and the desert takes. Flesh rots from the bones of some poor beast who couldn’t find water. A dung beetle hefts her spherical burden, forming tiny tracks in the white-hot sand. Life gathers in pockets around sources of sustenance: cactus groves. Shaded rock formations. Silver-blue pools. One such oasis is home to a large group of lions– the Sweet Souls Pride, who have worked tirelessly to transform the surrounding wastelands into a hospitable home. Sweet Souls is not merely a pride of misfits, but a found family. These lions care deeply about one another. They value mutual care and empathy. Respect is earned through positive actions, not through hierarchy, combat, or intimidation. In a realm as unforgiving as the desert, prides like the Sweet Souls are few and far between. Why not rest awhile and enjoy the comforts of the oasis? Sip from the barrel of a cactus and listen to these gentle lions tell stories over an open fire. It’s safe here. Comfortable. If the others like you, they may even invite you to stay.

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Sugar, Char, and Soul, now resting in the land of the ancestors, were the first to come together and form Sweet Souls. Sugar, the generous lover of cubs and youngsters, could no longer take the cruelties she witnessed in her former pride. She knew roaming the desert alone was dangerous, but she also felt that death would be better than spending another moment with the coldhearted lions who mocked her for her kindness. Thus, she took off one night when the King was sleeping. She wandered the scorching expanse for days, carrying as much water and food as she dared to steal from her old home. Just as she was about to run out of supplies, she caught the scent of another lioness. She was wary at first; a stranger could be a boon or a miscreant harboring ill intent. Luckily, the figure waving her down a few dunes over was Char, a skilled huntress who had just taken down an oryx all on her own. She was just lamenting the fact that she had no one to share her meal with when she caught sight of Sugar looking half-starved and ready to faint. The two females chatted amicably as they devoured the carcass. Char explained that she, too, had escaped a pride full of immoral lions. They had wanted her to use her fighting skills to punish any females who came back from hunts empty-handed. When Char refused, she was kicked out. Sugar commented on how nice it would be if the two of them could start a pride together– one full of love and deep connections. Unfortunately, two lionesses in the middle of the desert do not a pride make, but they figured they’d at least travel together until they found a safe place to settle down.

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The oasis felt like a miracle from the gods themselves. Shimmering in all its aquamarine glory, it was surrounded by doum palms and abandoned caves, making it the perfect living space. The two lionesses drank heartily from the cool waters. They were so enthralled by their good fortune that they didn’t notice the large saber-toothed male approaching them from behind. Soul cleared his throat loudly so as not to startle the two females and offered them a shy smile to indicate that he meant them no harm.

“Oh!” Sugar exclaimed, while Char sputtered and coughed on a mouthful of water. “Is this your home? So sorry– we didn’t see anyone and figured it was abandoned.”

Soul shrugged and flicked his stubby black tail. “It’s not mine as such. I just… happen to sleep here most nights, I suppose,” he explained.

“Big waterhole for just one lion,” Char teased.

Their new companion nodded ruefully. “Yes. It’s… lonely. I don’t really have a pride or anything. Well, I did. But they weren’t… I, uh… it’s just me these days.”

The two lionesses exchanged knowing glances. They could tell from the faraway look in Soul’s jet-black eyes that he, too, had escaped from a darker place.

“It gets pretty quiet without other lions around. I’d be happy to… I mean, if you want… you could stay here?”

Sugar and Char didn’t need to be told twice. They were ecstatic to accept their new friend’s invitation. Over the course of several months, a temporary stay became permanent, and the trio figured they were together long enough to call themselves a pride. Sugar decided to accept the role of broodmother, should any cubs come along in the future. Char was the first huntress, keeping her family fed day after day. Soul, elected by the two females he’d invited into his home, became the Sweet Souls’ first King, defending the territory and planning for a bright, healing future. Now that they were together, these three lions began to build the community they had always longed for when they were younger. They felt so lucky to have found one another and to have the opportunity to create such a wonderful future.

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“So how do you condense ‘We Really Love and Care About Each Other and Want You to Care About Everyone, Too’ into an actual pride name?” drawled Char, batting at a swarm of flies hanging low over the water.

Sugar giggled and flicked her tail. “I think it should have Soul’s name in it. He does so much for us and he’s the one who thought we should be a pride in the first place.”

“Oh, now that’s not… we don’t have to… wow,” Soul blushed.

Char nodded in agreement, muttering random words to herself as if that might generate a feasible pride name.

“Soul…” she mused. “Kind soul. Good soul. Gentle soul…”

“You’re sweet, Soul,” Sugar purred as her long-time friend chased a bloodsucking insect away from her face.

“Sweet Soul,” Char agreed. “Wait… that has a ring to it, yeah? The Sweet Soul pride.”

“Sweet Souls,” the King amended quickly. “Plural. We’re all here together and we’d be nothing without each other. It’s important to… I mean. It’s good to highlight that we’re a community. It’s not all about me.”

Sugar beamed with excitement. “Sweet Souls it is!”

And Sweet Souls they were, to each other, to any visiting lions, and to the future members who would help make them strong. This was their legacy and they wanted to make certain it was a good one.

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With each new leader comes a new generation– a new gift brought to the pride. Soul found the oasis where the pride now lives. Impulse would travel across the desert all the way to the lush forests, seeking out exotic plants hidden in the dense greenery. The former queen, Snowgrave, is a frosty lioness from the snow-capped mountains. She was able to bring icy winds to keep her pride members cool. The Sweet Souls continue to grow, cherishing each other’s talents and creating space for every lion to be themselves. From fear and darkness rose a shimmering beacon of hope and kindness. These lions are proud of their family and certainly live up to their pride name. Sweet Souls, bringing a saccharine twist to the salted ash of the fiery desert. This is what happens when a pride is founded on trust, community, and mutual care. Long may they reign. Long may they love. Long may they nurture the soul of every lion who is lucky enough to call the oasis home.

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