Beyond the boundaries of the Pride Lands, past everywhere the light touched, there lived a small lion Pride of fifteen lionesses, a few males,and cubs. They resided in a small valley, filled with grass and abundant with animals to hunt.
A young cub laughed as he sprinted after his two older siblings."I'm gonna get you!"
"Fat chance, Rami!" His sister said, raspberry him before running farther ahead.
Rami tried his hardest to keep up with them, but kept falling behind. Eventually he managed to catch up to his sister and pounced at her leg. "Got'cha!"
The lioness laughed and crouched down to his level, letting out a playful growl. Rami laughed and returned the growl.
His sister put her paw out and gently knocked Rami onto his back. She leaned down and raspberried his stomach.
"Furaha!" He laughed, pawing her snout away.
"Hey, you two having fun without me?" The two lions looked over to see their brother approaching.
"It isn't fun without you, Cheza!" Furaha laughed, pouncing over. She gripped his neck and playfully tugged his ear.
Cheza let out a playful laugh and nibbled at her neck. Furaha took this moment of him being distracted and pinned him down. "Got you!"
The king and queen of the Pride lay near their den, watching their cubs play. In the queen's paws she held a newborn cub with a goldish tan fur, and beautiful light blue eyes.
The queen, Kelani, nuzzled her baby as she continued watching her older children at play.
Everything was so peaceful and calm in their Pride.
