ALL - YOU - NEED - IS - LOVE

I am Charity. The eldest of the seven cubs that will be the start of a war and the end of a breif era. Will my little brother Sixty take the throne and save us all, or will out short lives end as evil takes this land once more?

The woods are shaowed and silent. A solitary lioness is laying on the outskirts of the territory, cleaning her newborn daughter. It is not her first litter concived in scandal.
Many years ago, when she was still very young, she had two cubs with the wed king Alan. Her young were bundled away under the cover of darkness and she never saw them agian; the same will not happen with this child. She will keep her heritage secret in exchange for protection.
She names the little one Rocking Chair,or Charity for short. An honest name held by many lions in this pride's history, one that will serve her well.
Darling, the queen, is wild and disloyal. This is the first litter born outside the queen's marrige, but it will not be the last.
Charity's dusty grey coat, made distinct with little loops of ebony black like half-finished spots, quivers as she purrs. What will the future hold for the tiny being?
. . .

Many more litters like hers have been born all over the pride. There are now seven half-siblings for Charity; her mother and the other mistresses meet up in secret to allow the children to play and to discuss thier plans. A civil war is brewing. Those loyal to Julia, Darling's husband whom was adopted by the late queen Sour, and those loyal to Darling, the daughter of the late East king Alan, will spilt violently when the parentage of the cubs comes to light. And it will..