Lore!
-Leshy, a small lion even for dwarf standards, found himself quite literally stuck in the mud. Days had passed, and he was starting to wonder why no one had stopped to save him. Sure he had shouted unpleasantries at most that had passed he still felt he deserved to be saved. Just as he was caught in his thoughts he was pulled out of them by a handsome-looking lion, even for his high standards. He watched as the lion made his way past before he was taken back by anger; "HEY! YEA YOU!" He shouted as the kingly-looking lion looked around in confusion.
"Who's there?!" Shouted the lion in reply
"Down here you big lump! I'm stuck in the muck! Get me out of here you degenerate!" Leshly shouted in response.
Just then the lion spotted him and burst out into wild laughter, enough to lose his footing and start rolling around on the ground. This angered Leshy who shouted again, "Get me out of here you big galoot! I demand it!" He said as he wriggled violently against the muck.
After a moment the lion caught his breath and got back to his feet. "No wonder I couldn't see you, you're the same color as the mud. How did you even get stuck in there ya lil shit?" He said snarkily looking down at the small, murk-covered, lion still smirking from ear to ear. "Here, I'll get ya." He said as he leaned forward, grabbing the small male. by the scruff, but Leshly was pissed, he squirmed even more and said "Let me go you big lump, I'll just wait for the next lion to come round. ALSO I'm not THAT small." He huffed to himself.
With his mouth full of mane the glorious lion continued to pull and mumbled "Oh hush and sit still" It took a few pulls but he was able to finally pull the small lion from the muck, before walking, still carrying Leshly towards a dry patch.
"Unpaw me sir!" Yelled the small lion, wriggling once more.
"Hold on!" Shouted the larger lion through his full mouth once more before setting the small lion gently on the ground. "You're heavy for a dwarf." Commented the bigger lion. "My name is Impulse, what's yours?"
"What did you say about my weight?!" Leshly shouted before turning and charging the much larger lion. Impulse put his paw out and stopped the wee lion with his paws, holding him back by his forehead until he gave up and sat down in a huff like an angry toddler.
"You're lucky I'm already tired from being trapped and hungry or I'd chew you apart." Leshly said angrily, glaring up at Impulse.
"Alright, well if you're done, you can come join my pride if you'd like."
Leshly was taken back, he had never been invited to join a pride before.. he blushed under his mud caked fur and responded the only way he knew how. "Yea whatever, lead the way. Oh and by the way, my nameโs Leshy," With that, he had found himself a friend.
(Story by #8914!)
Cute Interactions!
-You sat up from a nap and wondered out loud where Leshy went. His answering voice right behind you scared the crap out of you!
-Your heart almost skips a beat when you see Leshy drag a tiny, dead lion cub in front of your feet. He dryly informs you it was a trespassing rogue.
April Fools!
-Leshy says: Stalk snaarlict prrt roam? Pride roar cub stalk, hss mew. Snaarlict lurk hum prrrtful. Savannah hssssk savannah cub savannah mewl, hunt huff mewl.
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-(Art by me!)
