|| Sol ||

Grandpaw || Sol ||'s voice is soft and distant, his eyes fixed on the horizon. "Now, I want you cubs to remember something," he says. The young lions around him all snuggle closer, watching him intently, eager for his wisdom. "Whenever you feel alone, whenever you feel at your weakest, remember that your pride is always with you. You never walk alone when you're a lion - such is the power of the pride."

"Oh, this is a good one," begins Grandpaw || Sol ||. "Once, I dreamed about a way that lions who live far across the savanna from one another could still communicate." The cubs gather around, oohing and aahing as Grandpaw nods. "Impressive, isn't it? It involved a pool of water, spider webs, and a rock heated in the sun. I called it... the interconnected web."

Grandpaw || Sol || opens up tonight's story with an anecdote that makes absolutely no sense, followed closely by a fable of fabricated proportions, before he tops it all off with a legend that's full of buffalo dung. Your cubs all turn to look at you with confused expressions on their faces. All you can do is shrug.