Narrator: Lingard is now a 5 year old boy, living amongst the Lions. Laval took responsibility for the human child, and that's making him the father of Lingard. Years drift by in the Lion Tribe, and They considered the human boy as their own.
Laval's POV
"Hey my little cub" I greeted Lingard with a bright smile. The human child turned 5 years old like a month ago.
"Daddy" My eyes widened in shock because this is the first time that Lingard called me "Daddy" for the past 5 years.
"Wait... I didn't mean to-" I shush the child then hugging him into my embrace.
"You can called me "Daddy" my little cub" I reassured Lingard. I felt so warm and happy upon hearing the child called me as his own father.
"Really?" I pulled away from the hug as Lingard smiled at me, looking directly at the human's blue eyes into my yellow one's.
"Yes... My little cub. You can called me that, and you could also called my dad: Grandpa Lagravis" I giggled at the last part because even though I just adopted Lingard. This makes my father a grandpa now
'I bet Lingard will call Longtooth or maybe Leonidas his uncles... It's quite sad that my Uncle Lavertus isn't here anymore" I think to myself, knowing that I do not know how Lavertus got exiled.
[A/N: This chapter is not yet done. So stay toned]
