Chapter 1
November 8, 2023 at 3:54 AM
It was a sunny and very hot day.
Kayon is a lion cub with golden fur, powerful paws, and a beautiful red mane. He was playing with his older sister, Kiara, a beautiful lioness with an equally gorgeous mane, with beautiful powerful hips, which almost all adult males of the pride wanted to grab.
Kayon ran across the steppe, holding a baobab fruit in his teeth and sometimes victoriously meowing, anticipating another victory over his sister. The essence of the game was that you had to run with a baobab fruit in your mouth to the baobab and touch the trunk with it. Whoever touches it first, wins. It was possible to take the fruit from the opponent, knock it out, but it was impossible to eat or break it. In this case, the victory was definitely and indisputably awarded to the opponent.
The rules of the game were invented by Kayon and were so simple that the game was very exciting.
But this time Kayon rejoiced too early. His little sister tucked her hind legs under her, pushed off the ground and soared into the sky, landing on her brother's back. Kayon, without expecting it, screamed in fright, and dropping the baobab, broke it.
"Yes, the victory is mine" - Ciara said in a joyful voice
, "Hey, it's not fair" - pressing his ears to his muzzle, Kayon quietly said
, "Don't be offended, little brother" - Ciara said, teasing her brother
, "I'll remember it for you" - with mischief in his voice, the prince said
"Run" - right there He continued and jumped towards Kiara
Kiara did not expect this, but managed to dodge. After catching her breath a little, she ran towards the ancestral rock
Next to the rock, Kayon caught her
So they ran to the cave, where mom and dad were already waiting for them.
The daily "business" began, like washing, eating, discussing the past day with my parents and curling up with my beloved brother, burying my nose in his stomach and falling asleep.
Kayon went to the corner and began to lick himself. He started from the head and when he reached the groin, he noticed that his rod was not in a bag as usual, but got out and now stood upright, exposing the red head, the trunk dotted with small spikes, as well as the knot that ended