and starts with a gasp not yours you're a lying Cub born alongside two other Cubs in a cave amidst the African Savannah lying helpless on the ground blind deaf and so tiny that even A Mir cat could easily shove you around your mother's here and her primary roles to protect you and your siblings but sometimes she has to join the other luses on hunts leaving you behind and hoping you're still in one piece when she gets back minutes pass and you start attempting to wiggle your limbs it'll take days to succeed or perhaps you'll continue
your attempts in the belly of this hyena luckily your mother returns early from the hunt the Den's been exposed and it's no longer safe to stay your mother carries you out of the cave to search for another safer one hours pass and she finally settles on another cave it's warmer your only metric for a good spot right now your mother sets out to hunt again a week passes since your birth and finally you can see the world appears blurry at first but that won't last long your vision gradually sharpens and you can also hear the
Roars of your prim's leaders nearby which gives you a sense of comfort for now your days are spent crawling inside the cave like a worm still at odds with your limbs at 3 to four weeks old things start to click your legs finally cooperate well sort of you can now stumble around like a drunk tourist and the cave which felt like a natural prison suddenly seems a little smaller you imagine life outside is an exciting Rosy Adventure until your mother returns battered and bloodied from a skirmish with hyena is trying to steal her kill I
guess the outside world doesn't seem so fun to you anymore at 6 weeks old it's time to leave the cave whether you're ready or not your mother nudges you and your siblings out into the open you blink at the pride massive Lions tearing into a zebra with ruthless efficiency surrounded by a circle of lionesses nearby slightly older Cubs sit watching like they're streaming a horror movie you'll understand why when you're older for now your teeth are still too soft for chewing so you stick to your mother's milk wait that's not your mother but it doesn't
matter because as a lion cub you can nurse from any lionist in this Pride Are You full who cares the luses have to go for another hunt you spend your days playing with the other Cubs in the prde this play teaches you the combat skills you'll need as an adult but for now you're blissfully unaware of what awaits you in a few years by 6 months you're taller and stronger standing a good 2 to three feet the camouflage spots that once hid you from predators are gone replaced by a Sleek golden Co your baby teeth
gone too swapped out for Sharp ones perfect for tearing into prey milk forget it you're all about fresh meat now oh look your mother and the luses return with the feast fresh meat at last except not so fast The Pride leaders your father and uncles get first dibs and then it's the lioness's turn whatever's left that's up for grabs between you and the other Cubs I'm sure you're starting to miss that bitter milk at least you didn't have to fight for it we weeks pass and you adapt quickly learning to shove your way to a
decent chair even join the lesses on hunts though you mostly just tag along and Roar the Cry of a human baby would definitely be scarier than this Roar one day the pride leaders are rudely awakened from their nap and the air shifts a rival Coalition of males appears on the horizon dark maned piercing eyed and here to take over what follows is chaos a brutal battle breaks out shaking the ground beneath your paws you and the other Cubs watch Frozen as your father and uncles fight for their lives but the tide turns against them your
mother pushes you and your siblings away you quickly realize things aren't in your favor so you run and hide behind a nearby tree when the dust settles it's over your father and uncles are gone the new males start searching for the Cubs to eliminate them ensuring their own bloodline remains in the pride one of your siblings didn't hide well enough and okay now it's just you and three others or two you hide quietly holding your breath The Intruders are gone taking your mother and the luses with them they're not far probably just patrolling their newly
claimed territory and this is your chance you need to escape before they return other Cubs who managed to survive join you and together you set off into the unknown you stick close figuring out how to survive on your own for now your meals are modest rodents lizards snakes and guinea fowl occasionally you even spot a wild rabbit which feels like striking gold one day you and your crew catch a guinea foul and just as you're about to dig in the scent of blunt catches the attention of some nearby hyenas uh-oh time to run maybe just
one quick bite they're closing in you abandon the meal and flee that was close at least you're still alive days pass and you grow better at hunting and at escaping hyenas you get faster stronger and smarter but there are still hard days when prey is nowhere to be found animals follow the water and so must you your body can handle hunger for a while but not forever after days of searching you come across a wild bore carcass maybe a d of illness who cares free meal is a free meal 5 years go by you're no
longer the helpless Cub you once were you're now a full- grown lion and so is your appetite gazelle's antelopes and zebras are on the menu and why hunt them yourself when you can let hyenas do the work for you you wait for them to make the kill then swoop in and claim it work smart not hard now you're strong and mature but something's missing h a pride in other words Lon is is toate with and hunt for you life would be far more enjoyable then you and your group begin searching for a pride to take
over the luses must be beautiful and skilled Hunters while their leaders should be old and weak so you can defeat them easily you roam the Savannah for days until you find a promising Pride the leaders notice you and prepare for your attack you charge forward claws out glares lock your team fights ferociously and it's clear the enemy doesn't stand a chance age and fatigue have taken their toll within minutes it's over your crew works like a well oil machine and the territory is yours but there's one final task the Cubs you chase them down taking
out as many as you can to ensure only your bloodline survives it's brutal but now the luses and their future Offspring belong to you congratulations you're King of the pride the days blur into a comfortable routine of sleeping eating and occasionally chasing off pesky hyenas 4 months later your Cubs are born cute right doesn't matter your jobs protect the pride and that means fending off rival males who think they can take what's yours you're more than capable of putting them in their plane for now two years pass and the Cubs have grown into young adults
testosterone's pumping through their veins and you know what that means trouble you and your allies don't hesitate they're a threat so you drive them out before they can challenge your rule problem solved back to napping years Roll by filled with battles eating and kicking out rebellious Cubs Life's good but constant fights begin to wear you down at 13 your strength Fades and the end feels near but you keep fighting to hold on to your pride one day while feasting on his ra a coalition of younger stronger males appears they don't even boss this is a
takeover the battle begins and you give it everything you've got one of them lunges sinking his teeth into your shoulder your allies have already fallen you're the last one standing you try to escape limping away as they chase you briefly before letting you go you've lost your pride your home and everything you ruled now you must hunt for yourself it's harder than it seems for years you relied on the luses to bring in food you're no longer as strong or as fast as you once were but maybe you'll find an easy catch look over there
a herd of gazel you won't be able to match their speed but weren't they beautiful never mind keep searching finally you spot a wild boar it seems slow and easy to catch you charge at it and no that was easy you barely begin eating when a group of hyenas appears in the distance they are running toward you with gleeful Expressions they are about to get a ready-made Feast you flee of course leaving your meal behind you're still hungry but better this than being killed by clumsy hyenas you keep walking for Miles along the way you
encounter a zebra herd and assess your chances H slim but worth a try they notice you from afar and run off you're truly failing at this hungers made you even weaker the days pass and you fail repeatedly at hunting it's been 2 weeks since you're last buy oh is this the end well you've had an eventful life now say your goodbyes and leave this world
