Lol, I think I may be rping way too much XD yet, let's enjoy another old art



The bite was deep and he couldn't breathe without feeling a deep burn to his spine down to his hind legs. But the King was proud, he didn't wanted to fall, he didn't wanted to lay down and die just like that and not now but the simple bite had sent him down on the ground: he had to get up.

He tried to get up, but each time he did the pain froze his legs. He panted, then he stayed down to rest just a moment. Just a moment and he would try again.

The King could hear her voice calling him, he was trying and trying, shuddering in pain, to get to her. He finally made it back up. His steps where short, he had to fight not to fall down. How he felt tired all of the sudden and how did it hurt... he wanted to answer her, to comfort her but all that came out was a whimper. He was scared to die right in front of her, he was scared that maybe another enemy remained, waiting to finish him off while he was so weak.

Then he felt her coming to him, her gentle touch reassured him just a little and he forced a smile for a moment as he let go and laid down again. The king could feel she was trying to help him stay up, then she hugged him and did something he would always be thankful to:
She took charge of the pride, directed the lions in the right direction and sent some lionesses to fetch for help.


Tufani belong to me
Wayna belongs to Wasfight17 o deviantart