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Light trickled in through one of the small holes close to the entrance of the Breeder’s den. It was almost always dark in this secluded prison, but until recently Urujuani had never even thought about it. Now, though, she chafed against it. She longed to feel the sun on her back.

What did it all mean? A few of the lionesses had protested about their living conditions – Uru not being one of them, for she was far too meek to make such a statement – and it had ended in disaster. The females had been silenced by the murder of one of their own; and she so close to delivering a litter.

There was hushed talk among some of the girls now. How might they escape? What promises could a new land and a new life make? When should they go? Now? Urujuani was so torn. She felt that her loyalty lay with her King, who had taken her in, and her pride, who had kept her safe and protected her for a number of years. On the other hand, she had Bisa to think about. Could she reasonably expect her cub to grow up in such close proximity to danger, especially since the little one was showing signs of being opinionated and bold – which could easily lead to a swift execution with the current mood of the monarch.

The gentle lioness wept, allowing hot tears to stream down her cheeks. If she tried to escape with Bisa and they were caught, they would both pay for it with their lives. Truly, she was at a loss.

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Bisa (c) Peppa91

Description

Light trickled in through one of the small holes close to the entrance of the Breeder’s den. It was almost always dark in this secluded prison, but until recently Urujuani had never even thought about it. Now, though, she chafed against it. She longed to feel the sun on her back.

What did it all mean? A few of the lionesses had protested about their living conditions – Uru not being one of them, for she was far too meek to make such a statement – and it had ended in disaster. The females had been silenced by the murder of one of their own; and she so close to delivering a litter.

There was hushed talk among some of the girls now. How might they escape? What promises could a new land and a new life make? When should they go? Now? Urujuani was so torn. She felt that her loyalty lay with her King, who had taken her in, and her pride, who had kept her safe and protected her for a number of years. On the other hand, she had Bisa to think about. Could she reasonably expect her cub to grow up in such close proximity to danger, especially since the little one was showing signs of being opinionated and bold – which could easily lead to a swift execution with the current mood of the monarch.

The gentle lioness wept, allowing hot tears to stream down her cheeks. If she tried to escape with Bisa and they were caught, they would both pay for it with their lives. Truly, she was at a loss.

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Bisa (c) Peppa91