Lions name: Zion
Lions Gender: Male
Lions Age: 6 years old
Lions Personalty: Kind, Loving. Softie, thinks hes a cat, funny, playful.
2 Paragraph Story about this lion: I woke and pushed the covers off me, I yawned and streached, as i walked down the creaking stairs, Zion came and started padding upto me, yawning with his sharp ivory teeth shining he purred and brushed against me, i laughed and patted his head, "Hehe.. Morning Zion," I kneeled down, wrapping my arms around him, ruffing up his mane he let out a playful growl, he broke free of my grasp, narrowing his eyes and getting ready to playfully pounce, "Oh, no, no I dont play like that anymore, your way too big now..." I looked down, sadly "You know Zion, we are moving tomorrow." He looked up to me, not a clue what I was talking about.
That night he climbed ontop of my legs whilst i was in bed, "Zion?" He looked up at me. "Could you scooch up.. Just a little bit." He just rested his head down, closing his eyes and dropping streight to sleep. The next day, the moving service came, we packed and got in, I was smiling, the fact that I had a suprize for Zion was the best. "Here we are Zion.." I looked over, it was a large farm-like place, we got out of the car, streight away he ran across the land, feeling the grass under his paws, i laughed as i watched him, i felt his freedom i grabbed a stick and ran after him, throwing it up in the air, he caught it as we played.





