King 15

Chapter 9 : The wanted ' Queen ' of Sundaya

In Sundaya , the sun has left on it's own sleeping as if left behind a dark orange and black color into the free spirited sky performing it's unique and bright scenery light show everywhere in Sundaya. Lion thirty four is on the move running straight pass the empty sand seats in the posidome now passing by the dreadful and live nightmare of Sundaya. His black , healthy nose over his snout does it's best to pick up the Queen's furry scent as he hasn't discovered yet that he's entering a short , baby blue , made of aluminum foil , tunnel which is the posidome's exit.

In his case , the starting entrance. Because of having night vision like ALL cats , he manages to look ahead seeing the light and dark shaded light covering the Guardian of Sundaya's throne and the Queen's throne from a certain distance. , then jets back out of the tunnel. , still running pass the bad outskirts of Sundaya entrance on the right now entering left passing by the steep , sand colored walls outside of the posidome.

He exclaims to himself almost reaching the open exit.

Lion 34 : " The Queen's missing ! "

Now at the center of the open exit , he lifts his furry face/head high and lets out a strong roar showing his long and short , keen teeth to his tongue that is basically the first end of his furry body. ( NOT HIS FURRY BUTT ) As if the land of Sundaya was speeding up , a once again mentioned short cut is showing itself then makes a quick left heading for Touphy and Tum who are still there shaking their furry manes now making a right going straight and straight - each ledge higher than the next , to another male lion who overhears the roar.

He widens his baby blue eyes then spoke up putting his front , furry paws onto the ledge not turning left where the trail has ended but to the right where a well builted male lion with a golden/gray streaked mane looks ahead at the breathtaking view. Lion thirty four's furry , long , hind legs stand on the previous one he sits on facing right in alert while his front , furry paws holds himself up.

Lion thirty four spoke up.

Lion 34 : " Your wiseness , it appears that the Queen is missing ! , She isn't in Sundaya ! "

The Guardian of Sundaya turns his furry face/head to furry body facing lion thirty four standing up. He shouts in surprise.

Guardian of Sundaya : " Fluffy did what ? ! "

Lion 34 : " She's m- "

The second almost set of his grand daughter's guards ( one of them ) was interrupted halfway when Uncle continues.

Uncle : " I know , I know ... I heard what you said. , Just playing with the drama is all. ... Now .. - Oh this is bad. "

Lion thirty four questions the Guardian of Sundaya reminding him to concentrate and focus on the situation going on now in Sundaya.

Lion 34 : " What are your orders your majesty ? "

Uncle : " Right. "

He begins to roar as the same way you reached the tower up is the same exact way you get down is shown. Each ledges getting lower than the next then turns going straight ahead pass half circled , lion , lioness , or cub dens on the left and african looking trees on the right. , and stacked up rocks on the left ruining the circle. The path to the royal cats throne of Sundaya shows after going straight passing by Queen Destiny's royal , furry , family den. , straight ahead and rocks on the opposite direction with trees.

Lion thirty two becomes alarmed as he stops dusting his Queen and Guardian of Sundaya's thrones dropping the cleaning utensil afterwards. Lion thirty two widens his colored eyes alittle beginning to hop off of Queen Destiny's diagonal steps ladder and pushes off into a run left. , as he exclaims in great shock to himself heading for the hill like path pass the palm tree straight to the direction of King Tawny's territory.

Lion 32 : " The Queen's missing ! "

He passes by an area where a group of cats play " Attack , Jog and Run " : a game in which is a VERY popular in Sundaya created by Queen Destiny. He leaps over a huge cracked gap below that has stone steps and grass on every step including every where below. He sticks the landing passing an aggressive , grown , female warthog with sharp tusks by her offspring. , looking at lion thirty two suspiciously. ,

She seemed willing to put her whole life on the line to whoever pretador who dares to challenge her. But he wasn't interested. , He reaches a easily seen entrance of a den seeing six male lions laying beside one another half surrounding a stack of rocks that had the brand new King of Sundaya above it. On his very first day. , Tawny .. of course. He seems very relaxed , laughing at a joke told by his friend while lion thirty two catches up to him before he could speak again.

Lion 32 : " Your majesty ! , your majesty ! "

The other seven lions turn their furry heads/faces to look at him plainly listening to the King of Sundaya and lion thirty two's conversation as King Tawny brings himself slowly to the lion's attention. He questions sounding dumb but serious enough to not recognize lion thirty two.

King Tawny : " And you are ? "

Lion 32 : " I was with you at a meeting this sunset. "

King Tawny : " Didn't I see another one of you before ? "

Lion 32 : " Recently. "

King Tawny : " You do not ring a bell. "

Lion 32 : " Never mind that. I got bad news about Sundaya. "

King Tawny quickly stands up from laying down onto his left , furry , long side of his furry stomach on a smooth rock , with his furry , front paws stretched out in front of him. His right , furry , hind leg under his stomach but sticks out from behind. , and his left , furry , hind leg stretched out to his left. He shakes his furry , pushed back , overly long mane sitting upright tall and looks down at lion thirty two.

King Tawny : " What's the trouble ? "

The others lions - one is laying down on his right , furry side of his furry stomach but on a rock leaving a small gap between them , and the others also on rocks behind him near by that certain lion spaced out to the far right then in the middle. , and curves in line to the left surrounding lion thirty two who is still standing in the middle on all furry fours. With his furry back turned but whole furry body facing King Tawny. All lions forming a diagonal , straight pass a corner , curved ring together without even trying.

Lion 32 : " The Queen's missing ! "

King Tawny hops off his rock over lion thirty two then remains sitting upright royalty style except his furry face/head grows serious instead of relaxed. He exclaims in much overwhelming feelings that easily grew hard to express.

King Tawny : ( almost in a sarcastic , yet aware way ) " My Queen ? ! "

He repeats himself again like he still hasn't quite understood what lion thirty two had just said like saying : " Jokes over. , now tell me what I ' really ' want know. "

King Tawny : " What do you mean my love is missing ? "

Lion 32 : " She's ' NOT ' in Sundaya ! "

King Tawny's lions murmur speaking low in worry as lion thirty two observes the way King Tawny acts alertly looking at the direction on his so called love's throne and the old , dry and elderly lion : as Uncle .. NO longer the Guardian of Sundaya. Lion thirty four comes running along just in time. Now King Tawny , lion thirty four , lion thirty two and other male lions begin to dash quickly in the grassy plains. Each lion spoke while passing by a female , grown , aggressive warthog with her offspring looking plainly ahead at the gang of lions in the background.

Lion thirty four is the first to speak.

Lion 34 : " This is terrible your majesty. We ' need ' the Queen ! What explanation could you say to defend her disappearance and said action ? "

Lion one as a certain male lion of King Tawny's friends is the next to but in the conversation.

Lion 1 : " What do we do ? ! "

King Tawny spoke up as lion thirty four and his gang keeps on running soon to approach a huge , grassy gap prepared for it and determined to attend to his royal duties of Sundaya.

King Tawny : " First off , we need to remain calm. Next we must assemble my love's guards and other male cats left here in Sundaya. Once we do that , they'll infiltrate entirely : " The Bad Pits of Uprising " and get dawl back. "

King Tawny continues to speak as he turns his furry head/face to lion thirty four then back suddenly eyeing the gap ahead that's about to come while his lions in the background follow along.

King Tawny : " As for you , let the animals of Sundaya know about the Queen's disappearance. If they panic , try to calm them down. Or have some other cat do so. I don't care how you do it ! Go .. now ! "

Lion 34 : " Yes your majesty ! "

Lion thirty four hops over the huge cracked gap then sticks the landing on the other side beginning to dash ahead pass a huge arena somewhat where cats play " Attack , Jog and Run " afterwards out of the exit. Pass Blankey soon to reach the thrones. King Tawny reaches the other side of the huge cracked gap then turns his furry head/face to wait for lion one who is next to stick the landing then spoke as the two continue running including his boys who hops across keeping pace.

Lion 1 : " What about us ? "

King Tawny : " Find Touphy and Tum then head straight to the entrance of the dangerous side of Sundaya. If you find a shortcut , that's outstanding. "

The two lions and gang stop right in front of Queen Destiny and the Guardian of Sundaya's thrones. Lion one awkwardly questions to King Tawny while his lions trut from the background to a short , blurry , quick skit stop aware of what lion one has just started.

Lion 1 : " What about Kip ? "

King Tawny pauses snarling under his furry breath letting his very light , hazel eyes darken at the sound of the lion in kind , dark , deep , neon green eyed name. , and belittlingly spoke up to his friend as he looks away from all of the lions and his friends in place.

King Tawny : " Mmmm ... thanks for the reminder. I see what he's doing. He thinks he's sooo sliiii-ck. He has lured my Queen along. And if something .. "

He raises his voice sounding more intimidating as his lions the gang in a curved ring from the background in a row. , then lion one creates another row in front of the lions alone while King Tawny walks threateningly to lion one. , while he lets out incoherent yet uttered gaps coming from the simultaneous mixed rises and falls of his furry chest that finds it hard to breath. But doesn't hear his furry heart beating once. The gang of lions from behind lion one stand still in thought with still , tight , furry looks onto their furry snouts to their furry mouth not even making a sound. In fact , no LION says anything now.

King Tawny : " ' happens ' to the lioness I'm ' in love with ' .. give him to the hyenas for all I care ! "

Lion two asks King Tawny who is in the row behind lion one no where near the entrance of their King's territory that is at the very far left from them all.

Lion 2 : " What if we catch the Queen ? "

King Tawny : " Good question. * lifts his furry head/face up meant to make his furry self appear bigger to look at lion two * Just send her to me. We'll have a little talk in private. Is there any questions ? "

The gang of lions and lion one look at one another stupidly and - if possible , in fear as they try to seek out who is bold enough to speak and what'll happen if that one lion does speak to Tawny. King Tawny raises his voice as if no lion heard what he just said through a snarl.

King Tawny : " Is there ? ! " * snarls *

The six or more lions murmur honestly in opinion as some who haven't spoken joining in avoiding to not have the spotlight on them. The cats of few words knew that King Tawny absolutely will not hesitate to challenge them , use them as an easy target and most likely will continue to do so while they deal with it in the future.

King Tawny had a satisfied , cruel , furry grin onto his furry face then scans the lions who plainly look at him while others freeze in furry fear. , waiting for what he'll mention next.

He calmly spoke as if nothing has happened before.

King Tawny : " Good. "

He moans in thought hesitatively about to run in direction but still keeps his very light , hazel eyes on his lions suspiciously.

King Tawny : " Hmmm. "

Then it is his turn usually done by his lions to run off but quickly moves back as if frightened. His claws unleashed from his furry , front paws to furry , long , hind legs that ski in the dirt. , creating a short trail easily sitting up while avoiding to crash into Blankey who randomly becomes a big road block in his way.

Blankey , truly relaxed and calm spoke.

Blankey : " Hey ... "

He stomps his dominant , furry , right , front paw down at a steady pace creating a soft thud while putting his furry , big head down in thought. He throws his furry head/face up fast then finishes his sentence keeping his furry , front paw in place.

Blankey : " - King ! There we go. Lost your title for a minute there ! You look like you got a-lot going on and I don't even know your business yet. - Ha ! "

King Tawny : " True .. and I do. The Queen of Sundaya is missing and I need you to head to the dangerous areas of Sundaya in order to cut off her exits. Now ! "

King Tawny was about to run pass his Queen's royal , family den heading left to right for her tower but stops for the second time when lion six , one .. of the four cats left over spoke stopping him from moving.

Lion 6 : " Wait ! "

King Tawny looks at him then spoke in annoyance while narrowing his eyebrows over his very light , hazel eyes in impatience.

King Tawny : ( in stifled aggravation ) " What .. is it ? ! "

Lion 6 : " I'm confused. I thought you said ' we ' should go to the other side of Sundaya. "

King Tawny : " Tch ! Change of plans. You five come with me while Blankey goes for Nip , Touphy and Tum. Let's go ! "

Blankey : " On it ! "

King Tawny and the five lions dash ahead pass the two thrones then right in a short dirt path a fair distance from his Queen's royal , furry , family throne to her tower. , while Blankey runs over the overlapping rocks to the far left pass the entrance of the family den slipping through the edge. He leaps over rock to rock platform then reaches solid ground at the same distance King Tawny and his lions reached except different paths.

On the other bad side of Sundaya ,

Ten wild dogs in mixed , poka dotted colors bright orange , white , black and bright beige - hyenas escape out of their homes behind overlapping rocks over one another looking as if dark from outside. Each one could sense a lion scent strongly relying on instincts rather than discovery. As for wild dogs , sniff search. The hyenas laugh evilly in annoyance as the wild dogs clench their teeth snarling as if wanting to eat one another. Each individual stood in a medium sized den finishing off a dead , grown , male zebra tearing it apart to bony pieces while it seems like a battle to wild dogs who fight back trotting after them.

You could say it was really a game of tug-of-war except six or more people on each side pull left and right taking the ribbon in the middle having the other team to meet a small sized pool of mud in defeat. Three wild dogs begin to throw in the towel seeing that it's game over and the winner is obviously the hyena who already took the last part of the zebra. , then begins to lay on his stomach finishing it off in peace.

A single wild dog lets out a shout in demand alarming the rest of the dogs and hyenas who turn to plainly look at him questioning " What could he possibly want. ? " One of the wild dogs look at them understanding their confusion then performs it again. Seeing the male dog as their leader , the other hyenas and wild dogs laugh and snarl as each one trots pass hills in the direction to Sundaya. Some sort of fence that splits between the land of Sundaya and " The Bad Pits of Uprising " the place they're in.

Touphy , Tum and Nip is shown trotting to the opposite , forest entrance called " The forest of Optimisticial Hope " but turns to the left founding out the rest of the path then turns right straight going through a huge , tree log. , following the small sized exit , back covered trail inside as outside is a huge sized waterfall with rocks staying stubbornly in the water holding the log. , It makes an angry tantrum of collapsing gallons of water roughly coming out below. The monkeys inside the trees above could see the furry invaders in the dark black , chipped corners in the front of the log.

A single primate elsewhere from a certain tree screeches in anger seeing the interruption and disturbance of why his primates are panicking. , and the answer in which is whatever is trotting in the log. The leader's primates understood his order which was to attack then begins to throw coconuts that hit the ground top of the tree bark and sides like grenades at a war. The tree bark explodes , pieces of wood flipping at you as if 3D and dirt flowing and overcrowding the air while Touphy , Tum and Nip dodge bending down. , still slipping through the long log nowhere near the exit. Nip is the first in line , then Tum and lastly Touphy.

The other primates perform an excellent skill of tree climbing like lemurs , the primate family and most big cats do ; to their biggest strength/advantage quickly holding vine to vine while carrying coconuts in the holes of their furry , curly , long tails. ( Think of a coconut like a bowling ball ) The leader rudely and sloppy like takes a huge bite of a peach sitting cross legged looking left as his primates who screech throws coconuts then ahead at another one of his primate who drops a load of coconuts as if a helicopter. He knew for a fact that it did not do any damage whatsoever seeing that the big cats are still heading on through a single log coming on strong.

He screeches again while standing up rapidly banging his hairy arms over his chest then throws his half eaten peach directly a fair distance inside the log where Touphy was about to approach towards. On the right side of the forest , two teenage apes that look like huge toddlers use their muscular arms to grip tightly the bark of the tree , gliding bark to bark , then slides down , angrily dropping onto the dirt ground. One ape along with his partner pile drives into the air then lands by the other side of the huge , fallen , tree bark.

The ape on the right quickly climbs on the tree bark and begins to violently punch into the tree bark then runs and proceeds while the other violently shakes the trees log as it tumbles left and right rapidly but doesn't fall into the waterfall. , It seems that the primates wish to catch them yet their main goal is to destroy. Nip moves back just when a huge , muscular/hairy , long arm enters inside their log creating holes on both sides of the log and blocks their exit causing Tum to slide bumping into him.

He shouts aloud.

Tum : " Why in the world would you stop at a crisis like this ! ? "

Nip turns his furry head/face to Tum as the beefy , furry arm slowly comes out from the right taking it's time.

Nip : " Have you noticed a beefy hand ? Don't worry , I'll give you time to think on it ! "

Tum : " Oh shut it ! , I get it ! "

The ape on the left puts his hairy arm back out revealing the cats small sized path. Nip dashes forward boldly not willing to stop for any reason but to ONLY escape out of the log. , fully away from the strong and aggressive primate boundaries. Nip , Tum and Touphy ski alittle left and right using their claws from their furry , long , hind legs and front , furry paws to stop every now and again but still is determined to pass through. Nip dodges a half eaten peach that had a juicy substance mess slopped inside the log with a very fast , furry head duck while shifting roughly onto the log almost walking on the sides of the log like Queen Destiny taught him. Tum does the same except crossing pass Nip after shifting and running on the right side of the log. , officially switching places with one another. Something that Tum learns from Queen Destiny also. Touphy , on the other hand is struggling ! The ape on the outside to the left of the log seems to hate his furry guts causing him to tear apart the pieces of wood to flow of air bringing simple , yet critical matters like loss of eyesight and coughing. The exploding sounds on the left and right have Touphy grow seriously ferocious and outraged as he looks at his only directions available at this present time having him to not realize the half eaten peach that is almost ahead of him ! Then at some point one to point out , .. one of the apes punches with his dominant , right , furry hand into the morass he recently created all down by him to see if he could catch at least one of the cat expert heighted invaders.

Touphy takes notice then automatically sways his long grounded , length tail - like all wild cats and house cats have , out of his reach. He continues to look behind him truly .. I can mention - being sensitive about his furry , long tail causing him to slip landing onto his stomach the way a pregnant lioness would when in labor or a domestic cat that's now a mother nursing her sixth litter of kittens ... - just when the log begins to sway once more.

Touphy quickly arises up then runs keeping his furry , running pace. Afterwards , he looks up at the corner of his iceberg styled and light blue shaded eye as if trying to look at the medium and crackish sized hole in the wood seeing a furry primate in blurry vision up in the trees snarling angrily that was somewhat of a roar. Furthermore , a male lion with light blue eyes with a dark ring over dashes onto a long , stone ledge on the right a medium distance from the tree log on the left while water is flowing below following and minding the ape's coconut attacks in silence.

With Jobbs ,

He is a male lion that is a friend of many within Sundaya like Queen Destiny and a lover to Marisoul herself. He has dark blue eyes , very light brownish mane a tad bit long , dark royal , golden streaked fur. Black eyebrows , in great furry shape , small , furry ears , long , furry , hind legs. Furry , big paws , non colored claws , medium , long streaked , furry tail , five foot nine with long whiskers.

Jobbs comes to an area where few rocks are less harm and skinny sized , tall looking , trees - the trees you see in Africa , where ten cats male and females - plus the animals of Sundaya , crowd around one another drinking water laying on stone smooth rocks. , in the tree near by to search for easy targets as prey and others just socializing and laughing truly relaxed and laidback. Jobbs reaches his girlfriend who was one of those cats lounging around on a stone , smooth rock laying on her furry , left side on a stone rock and talking with her friends.

He puts his front , furry paws by her at the left then spoke in a low and skittish voice to her.

Jobbs : " M-Marisoul ? , I need to talk to you. "

Marisoul's feelings are like a balance scale. On one side to the right she wishes to talk with her friends to her left but on the other side she doesn't mind talking to her boyfriend but is bothered because of his overprotectiveness. She rolls her very light , lavender eyes picking the side on the left. The winner is : Jobbs.

She questions in annoyance.

Marisoul : " What is it ? "

Jobbs looks at her and smiles accepting her forthright attitude even if it sounds rude. He seems satisfied still keeping his two , furry , front paws in front of her furry face while her furry body lays curled up on the right. , and his furry , long , hind legs over the stone , smooth rock on the left.

He spoke up again keeping his tone.

Jobbs : " Seriously. .. in private. "

She groans throwing her furry head/face back then puts her furry head down rolling her very light , lavender eyes. She turns her furry head/face to her lioness friend.

She sounds calm and almost at ease.

Marisoul : " You'd better go. Jobbs and I need to talk. Again. "

She turns her furry head/face to look at Jobbs as he smiles at her in embarrassment - dark red , furry cheeks steaming as if the sun was over him. , with nervous and short laughs. Back at her friend.

Lion twenty six , one of Marisoul's friends out of two teases Marisoul alittle.

Lion 26 : ( sadly ) " Awwwww ... "

Another lioness of Marisoul's friends questions out of turn finishing exactly what her friend who spoke first sentence.

Lioness 23 : " Do you have to ? "

Marisoul : " I'm afraid so. "

Lioness twenty six spoke up moaning alittle with attitude seeing and understanding what Jobbs and her friend's possible unspoken business is about. , by furry face expression as she stood tall on her furry , hind legs putting her left , furry paw on her left , furry hip. A sassy , assertive , bold and very sexy act that Queen Destiny is known for doing being down right hypnotizing because of it.

Lioness 26 : " Mmm-hmm. I see what you two got going on. I had no idea you'd go that far Mari. " ( nickname )

Lioness twenty three buts in the conversation with lioness twenty six but instigates.

Lioness 23 : " Ooooohh. " * giggles *

Marisoul fiercely demands to her lioness friends hiding her embarrassment that Jobbs obviously saw on her furry , clear face to the left while her friends obey. , narrowing their dark black or non colored , furry eyebrows over their colored eyes in suspicion with a grin that could say : " I see the way you roll. "

Marisoul : " Will you just go ? ! "

Lioness 26 : " Alright Mari , alright. "

Lioness twenty three motions her furry , right paw through the air then to her friend's creating an imaginary trail as if keeping a sharp eye on Marisoul. She giggles. Marisoul looks at Jobbs narrowing her black eyebrows over her very light , lavender eyes at him in annoyance at first looking then attentively at the second. But her voice didn't seem like a true listener.

Marisoul : " What Jobbs ? , what could you possibly want ? ! "

She pauses clearing her throat then spoke up playfully mimicking her boyfriend's voice.

Marisoul : " Is my mane okay ? , how are you babe ? , will you get my tail out ? It's your turn to make a kill for dinner "

Jobbs spoke to her defensively.

Jobbs : * chuckles softly * " That was one time ! "

Marisoul : " This is the * leans her furry head/face forward to Jobbs * ' third ' time you came to me for your nonsense that seems so important to you. "

Jobbs : " It's not what you think this time. Honestly. "

Marisoul : " Remember the last time you mentioned that ? "

* Flashback *

Jobbs is surrounded by six male lions by himself and his girlfriend's family den on the left talking about other lioness in Sundaya and basically their life in general. Jobbs seemed relaxed lazily laying on a smooth , tall , diagonal but slanted , directed rock intrigued in some points by their perspective his friends are making. , in a half circled ring surrounding Jobbs. Marisoul coincendently comes by a fair distance from the group of lions on the left and her on the right strugglingly carrying a dead carcus almost but not exactly by the entrance. She pants heavily in exhaustion while her dark red tongue hangs out alittle - only a touch shown , but not exactly out of it's pitch dark cave we call her mouth. The dead carcass laid out cold in failure of suffocation onto the dirt ground with a medium sized , red , moist stain by it's neck over it's fur. The animal was strangely an impala.

Turning his furry head/face , Jobbs looks at his girlfriend losing focus in the chat his friends made as part of it.

He spoke to Marisoul aloud. , having all of his friends turn their furry heads/faces eying her as the center of attention.

Jobbs : " Ooooohhh .. Mari. , I was .. kind of , hoping for buffalo for lunch. No , no that meal is like a snack. Fetch it for me will you ? Love you ! "

His friends laugh not directly at her but at the lion in the group who has trailed off the same time Jobbs was about to finish his sentence. , his peace in terms of a joke while the others laugh boisterous and obnoxiously. , himself joining along even if he didn't hear the joke. Marisoul narrows her black eyebrows over her very light , lavender eyes rudely.

* Flashback ends *

Marisoul : " I had to walk all the way to our den thinking about you and me later on and I get pushed to the curb ! ? It was a long walk from wherever you and your friends are , back to our den. ! "

Jobbs : " I wasn't feeling for impala ! "

Marisoul sucks her teeth then smiles at Jobbs abit simply happy to somewhat search for a good argument playfully with her boyfriend. , just to bond with him. Less worries !

She gets calm and so sugary sweet.

Marisoul : " You wanted to talk to me ? "

Jobbs : " Right. "

He pauses his voice alittle while lowering it in contemplation. , still at a fair and in between tone that Marisoul could hear.

Jobbs : " I think it was .. , no it is ... , mmmh ... "

Marisoul looks at him and tilts her furry head/face slightly and in a teeny bit encouragingly to him. , mentioning to Jobbs that whatever ' needs ' to be said that is ' claimed ' from you to be considered important , say it now.

Jobbs tries to continue.

Jobbs : " Oh ! , okay .. , Now we need to keep this on the hush hush. "

Marisoul spoke up nodding her furry head/face once. Her long , furry , black eyelashes smoothly standing out as if a growing , eager , very young lioness who understands at such a young age.

Marisoul : " Sure ! "

Jobbs : " Only three cats in Sundaya knows about this , so don't lose your cool. "

Marisoul : " I'm pretty sure I won't lose my cool if I happen to hear the ' shoocking ' news that you're about to tell me. "

As Jobbs begins to trail off in disagreement to his girlfriend , a male lion slowly creeps by other male lions either laying onto their spines showing off their furry stomach , furry long , short , half or medium sized tails and furry short or long , hind legs. , as a way of resting when laying on the side of their furry stomaches. The unknown male lion with sunshine yellow eyes , dark brown/yellow stripped fur , long , furry tail , long , furry , hind legs and furry , front paws. , mission was to pick a spot without waking up all of the cats.

Male lions or lioness. But the cats surrounding him with their furry , long or short tails purposely laying - curled about , stretched , moved about in a calm , tapping , steady manner wherever they choose weren't making this easy. , all in his way.

Marisoul spoke up impatiently to Jobbs certainly fed up that her boyfriend Jobbs is stalling for some reason.

Marisoul : " Quit the games Jobbs. Tell me already ! "

Jobbs gulps hard hearing the hard swallow like a rock. To him , it is a major , big deal that all cats must hear before any cat's big mouth blurs it out. Just after he spoke , the unknown male lion with a tangerine/orange mane accidentally steps on another lion's long , furry tail causing him to roar with his furry head thrown up into the air shaking left and right. , sitting upright slightly keeping his furry back straight as his furry , long tail curves besides his left , furry side to prevent any pain or damage. , as if panicking raising the alarm to the other animals of Sundaya. And lioness mothers who start to trot about.

Jobbs : " Mari ... the Queen of Sundaya is m- "

Before he could say that , I should've pointed out that Marisoul is one of those furry , big mouths. Or have I spoke too soon for you. Or just in time.

Marisoul : ( shouting ) " The Queen isn't in Sundaya ! ? "

The angry cat victim was awoken from his sleep then goes paw to paw against him while hissing and roaring in displeasure. , as his friends catches him by his long , furry tail. , alarming him as he turns to face them. The cat alarm clock ( the one who accidentally stepped on the victim's tail ) tackles one of his friends as he uses his furry , long , hind legs to kick him in the stomach. The cat lands onto the dirt ground then quickly stands up with a shocked look onto his furry face.

His yellow eyes taking over a perfect , black circle in hunting mode. , followed by a messy and puffy mane. He looks at the six cats then makes a run for it at the exact , same direction the animals of Sundaya went. Jobbs puts his furry head/face down in shame as he spoke in qualms to himself while his girlfriend Marisoul looks at him only seeing his furry , long tail and out line of his furry , long mane from where she's laying in which is the same place.

He spoke up in murmurs but it's enough for Marisoul to hear.

Jobbs : " I am so fired. "

Marisoul stands up then walks over to the right where Jobbs is then spoke up. , looking at him sounding optimistic even when she knows good and well that it's her fault.

Marisoul : " That went well ! Don't you think ? - Anyhow , I have to go. "

Jobbs looks at Marisoul keeping his usual and normal , furry look he always had but NO change. She spoke up again finishing her sentence then nuzzles against him as he joins her into a quick kiss. And almost quickly walks off elsewhere onto his long , furry fours like Marisoul is.

Marisoul : " Love you ! "

Jobbs : ( low and soft toned to himself ) ( , Marisoul doesn't hear this ) ( still sounding in shame and unhappy ) '' I love you too. ... ''

With King Tawny ,

The King of Sundaya dashes further inside a very common and popular area to his so called said Queen's tower that is half surrounded by other cat dens , family and rocks. He makes a quick turn left pass a huge pile of branches attached by green leaves. , and broken parts overlapping one another in sizes skinny , medium , big and small. He keeps his running pace feeling the highest ledge after ledge go higher and higher then stops running. , stopping in the middle of the two directions where lion one is on the left and Uncle looking at him is on the right speaking to him.

With a question. Uncle spoke up.

Uncle : ( almost raising his voice ) " Where is she ? ! "

King Tawny : ( almost raising his voice ) " How should I know ? ! I just recently found out ! "

Uncle : " Are you saying that you lost track of my granddaughter ? ! "

King Tawny : ( almost lowering his voice ) " No. You're making it seem like I'm suppose to stalk her twenty four seven. She needs her space. "

Uncle : " Not when she's in danger ! "

King Tawny : " She wasn't in danger before ! "

Uncle : " And you would expect later would be the same ? "

King Tawny : " Initially ! "

Uncle : " I cannot believe this. , It sounds like a dream. , Mmm-hmm ... You're lucky I believe you. "

King Tawny : " Really ? "

Uncle : " No. , How dare you ... "

He pauses raising his voice in anger sounding like he held it in for so long now snapping.

Uncle : " have my grand daughter scurry about in the dangerous areas of Sundaya when she's the only lioness in the family ! At least as far as we know. "

King Tawny shares a soft , mean chuckle with himself.

King Tawny : " What happened to the rest of them ? "

Uncle : " Watch the tone. "

King Tawny mumbles in thought as he turns his furry head/face right not showing his furry face.

King Tawny : " Hmph. "

Uncle : " Answer the question ! "

King Tawny looks at Uncle then snaps.

King Tawny : " I know you're not pinning this on me ! It isn't my fault you're the one pressuring her with all your family nonsense with Flaunt ! "

Uncle : " Do not use that against me ! Whatever happens in our family den stays in our family den. "

King Tawny : " Oh ? ! So I'm the bad lion all of a sudden ? ! I just became King today ! "

Uncle : " That does not matter. You know exactly what you did. "

King Tawny : " So you're saying that Sundaya doesn't matter ? ! The fact that I'm deeply in love with your furry granddaughter ; doesn't matter or mean any-thing to you ? ! You crazy , wicked , worthless , lazy and reckless lion ! "

He lowers his furry voice in a firm tone able for Uncle and lion one to hear who stood on the left just lion one eyeing the King of Sundaya. , and Uncle who's really out of line and just wants to see how this ends. However , King Tawny's words sound MORE intimidating than usual and strong.

King Tawny : " You know what ? ! If you feel that I'm a terrible King who is new to this - officially starting today , to blame because of her choice of disappearance. , "

King Tawny : ( with power or integrity ) " then let me be the first lion in Sundaya to question whether or not if you truly deserve to be a Guardian in this land or not. "

Lion 1 : * gasps *

Uncle : " You take that back right this minute ! "

King Tawny takes another furry step closer to Uncle leaving a fair gap between them then continues standing up looking at Uncle daringly.

King Tawny : " Or else what ? ! Face it big fella ! ... You're losing power here in Sundaya and it's out with the old and in with the new ! "

King Tawny shares another , furry chuckle with himself.

King Tawny : " You should know by now that this isn't your battle. Why don't you fall back and be one of those animals in Sundaya playing the part of staying in the background. , "

King Tawny : " terrified in fear and doing nothing about it ? ! "

Uncle doesn't respond to King Tawny and still looks at him. He begins to growl rudely at him as King Tawny chuckles softly to himself keeping his same , evil , furry grin. , and laughs like a crazied joker without moving his furry mouth. Uncle stands up and continues to eye King Tawny to see if he'll make a furry move. He wags the end of his furry and gray tip of his long tail calmly which is a sign Queen Destiny and Flaunti knew for sure.

His furry face expression did not give lion one a hint whether ready to strike or not seeing this short , pit stop soon turning into an event . , or becoming a game of chrades. But no furry game is ever fair if someone or something was to hint relating to a certain action that makes it unfair for the other remaining players. It's a tie.

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