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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2018 6:53 am
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The pride was damaged. In spirit, in moral, physically. In ever sense of the word, the pride was very broken.
But she'd stayed. Through everything, she had stayed and somehow didn't get too hurt in the process. The white and yellow lioness had a limp in her back half, but she considered herself lucky. She was alive.
She was walking through the pride now, looking for lions to help. She'd finished shepharding some cubs to a relative after their parents went missing, and Ebele was ready to help someone else. Her paws were stained by blood that had been on the ground in her path, and she looked tired - determined, but tired.
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2019 5:49 pm
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