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"Where's my mom?"
"Do you know who my mom is?"
"Are you my mom?"
The lioness nagged Azrael's ear, absolutely questioning the dark lioness with unanswered questions.
That lioness was Kesari Jr.; of course, she doesn't know. She never knew her mother that way to be named exactly after her. It was annoying to be jabbed in the gut and questioned by her, asking where her mom is, and so on and so forth. Pretty much everyone in the pride grew tired of the young adolescent bothering them, often shooing her away with a swat of their paws or blatantly telling her off. The young adolescent didn't care, though, not taking the hint at all as she continued her antics.
Eventually, she stopped for a while. Did she finally take the hint?
No, she was sleeping. It will never stop.
Even into her adult years, she still asks everyone the same old question, even to the new queen, Azrael.
"Where is my mom?"
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The torment continues, as Kesari Jr. finds herself more and more intrigued by the new queen, Azrael.
Lately, she picked up on the queen's scent, one that was strickingly familiar. Though not completely, it was like the scent Kesari Jr. remembered only slightly as a cub.
Could it be?
Of course, this led the lioness to pester the new queen, bombarding her with questions like a nagging cub waking their mother to go play. Only this time, it was much worse.
"Azrael, have you seen my mother?"
"Your scent is so familiar! Tell me what it is, please?β
"You always come home late!β
Absolutely not. Azrael would ignore Kesari Jr. For no reason besides that, she prefers peace and quiet ALONE. But no matter the time of day or moon, Kesari Jr. keeps up.
"Is it my mother? Her name must be Kesari, too! My name is Kesari. Are we the same?"
Kesari Jr. continued until Azrael finally let up, giving in for once. Though her tone may not have changed to resemble her irritation, she was still agitated, presumably by the way her wings fluffed up every so often.
Finally, the queen told Kesari Jr. basking her on a new journey to the faraway lands covered in ice and snow. It was where the lioness' mother lived as queen.
So be it. Kesari Jr. was utterly jubilant, bidding farewell to the queen and her pride as she began her long journey to her mother's home.
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