Ruaidhri, the Brave

Yellow grass looked almost golden, illuminated by sun's first rays. In this magical atmosphere of calm and pure morning, two lions sat under a big tree, near entrance to their cold cave. Rohit, a pride leader was a lion with subtle colored fur. He could easily camouflage in a yellow Savannah grass, with his light golden colors. You couldn't say the same thing about members of his pride. Rohit looked at a beautiful and bright red colored lioness that he kept company with. Tana's crimson eyes shined beautifully in the morning light. Her fierce red fur was so eye catching, it could be confused with a fire when seen from a distance.
"We need to think about good names" - she whispered and both lions looked at little furballs that were laying against their mother's paws. There were three kittens, but Rohit could only focus on one of them. The one that, just like it's mother, had a fur brighter than a flame. It reminded a beautiful red sunset of African sky.
Few moments passed in silence, and Rohit finally answered- "Ruaidhri".
"Why do you mention a name of the old king?"-the mother asked and then her red eyes opened widely, when she realized there is only one possible answer. "Oh..."