Soon after the great rains,a small pride emerged,fallowing the prey herds as they moved from the firey wastland that is the other side of the river.The leader looks around at the tierd lionesses,and sighs,leading them to small coapse of trees,with a large flat rock next to a tree.
"Cant we stay here?" a lioness asks "This place is perfect!" another roared.
the leader shook his head "Theres no--" he roared,right as the wildabeast herds galoped by,going to a waterhole near by
"Theres no what?" a lioness asked
"nevermind,if you want to stay here,we can stay." he meowed
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