FallenAngel's Den

The sun was slowly rising over the endless savannahs, illuminating the golden grass and leading out of the shadow of the cliff where the pride lived under the leadership of a kind lion leader named Angel. The morning brought new smells, noises, and life. At the top, on a large flat top of a stone cliff, Angel stood towering over his relatives. His mane was golden in the rays of dawn, and his eyes shone with a soft and warm light, like a father proud of his extended family.
Lions flocked to the cliff from below. Young lions, elders with gray manes, fluffy lion cubs clumsily running out of the shadow of their mothers. Even lionesses from other territories, adventurers and travelers, felt the call of this special morning.

Angel raised his paw, calling everyone to silence. The space became quiet, and his deep voice, full of strength and calmness, resounded throughout the valley.

— Today I, Angel, once again welcome you here, in our common home — in the heart of our great savannah. Here, where the bright sun gives us life, where the groves by the rivers find shade, and the warm winds bring freedom, there is always a corner for each of you.

He paused, looking around at everyone who had gathered, lingering, it would seem, the longest on a group of lionesses, among whom special attention was focused on those who had white spots on their skins, as if nature itself had left its kisses on their bodies.

"Everyone in this pride will enjoy the sun,— he continued, "no matter who you are, where you come from, or what story brought you here. I am your leader. But above all, I am someone who is ready to open my heart to everyone in this house. Everyone who seeks shelter here will find it. Even if savannah takes away your powers, my family will give you wings.

His voice suddenly warmed up even more, as if he were telling something intimate,
"I've always said that nature loves those who are different. And my heart has been forever captivated by those lionesses whose fur coats are decorated with white spots like stars. It is a special beauty associated with something great, mystical. What's left of Our ancestors. Be sure that such lionesses, like everyone else here, will always find a safe haven in my pride.

Joyful growls could be heard in the crowd, a sign of approval and love. The lionesses with spots looked at each other timidly, but in their eyes pride was mixed with warmth. They felt at home here.

Angel looked at everyone once more before concluding his greeting:

— Remember, this place is not just a pride. It's a family. Together we are strong. Together we will be able to withstand any storms, enemies and trials. And together we will live as the stars rule over us.

With these words, he descended from the cliff, approaching the young lion cubs, who joyfully rushed to him, trying to grab his tail. The pride came alive again, but this morning was special for everyone who heard the Angel's words. They realized that with him, their power and unity would become as unshakable as the rock on which he had stood so recently.

Everyone believed that the Angel was not only the leader, but also the hope, warmth and light of their pride.

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