Sitting under a large Banyan Tree that's next to a modest, small hut, is a small group of kids waiting for the elder to tell a story today. The hut's door opened as a silver/gray haired and bearded elderly man skipped lightly as he leaned upon a beautifully crafted staff with fruit hanging from the crook of the staff. He is deep chocolate skinned, dark-eyed, clothed in a bright blue toga skirt with a dark blue robe, leaving room for his short baboon tail.
"Well, well, cubs, here to see Rakifi, hmm?". asked the erratic Rakifi as he chortled lightly, and sat upon a boulder, surrounded by five kids who sat upon worn mats. The first kid has chocolate brown lion ears and tail, having a blonde small mane with bangs, and also a blonde tail tuft, being copper chocolate skinned, teal eyes sparkling, wearing a tan toga skirt, and sandals. His name is Aren.
His twin sister is sitting next to him, having the same chocolate brown lioness ears and tail, yet she has a dark brown mane plus tail tuft, being a slightly lighter copper chocolate skinned, teal eyes gleaming, wearing a light tan dress, and sandals. Her name is Dalia. Their cousin is in the middle of the group, having pale tan lioness ears and tail, yet she has a black mane plus tail tuft, being coffee brown skinned, having dark green eyes with amber speckles, wearing a light blue dress, and brown sandals. Her name is Ramla.
On the far end is their best friends, revealed to be step-siblings; two boys. The older boy has sandy white lion ears and tail, having a light brown short mane with a tail tuft as well. He is ebony-skinned, having dark blue eyes, wearing a dark red toga skirt, and black sandals. His name is Shaka. His younger step-brother has sandy tan lion ears and tail, having a medium brown short mane with a tail tuft too. He is ebony-skinned as well, having light blue eyes, wearing a bright gold toga skirt, and dark brown sandals. His name is Naiser.
Aren nodded, "Yeah, we want to hear another story!". Rakifi chuckled merrily, "Oh, and what do you have in mind, young man?". Dalia piped up, "We wanna want to hear a story about our parents!".
Rakifi giggled as he shook his staff, thinking quickly upon the best story that's deserved to be heard today, and smiled mysteriously. "Do you want to know how they all met?".
Ramla chirped, "Like how it started?". Rakifi chortled, and nodded, "Actually, it's both, and yes, we have to to go back to the very beginning, where your father was welcomed to the world like you were, young Aren and Dalia. Do not concern, your parents will come in the story soon, young cubs. Now, how do I begin?".
Naiser exclaimed, "You have to say 'Once upon a time'! Mom does that, and I think the other grown-ups do it too.". Rakifi slowly smiled as he settled into a yoga pose, replying, "Gather closely, cubs. This is a story you must not miss.". There was a rustle of mats moving closer to Rakifi's boulder, and the slight sound of a breeze through the Banyan tree before Rakifi looked up to the sky as if he's remembering slowly and deliberately.
Once upon a time, in the great, prosperous lands of a king, a prince was born, and his name was Kopa.