Chapter106 Forest Memories (1)

No sooner had he spoken than the white lion, with its striking blue eyes, stiffened and pounced on a black panther, an apex predator renowned for its speed and power. Yet in the flash of an attack, the panther was rendered helpless, a mere subject to the lion's dominion. In what seemed like a brief dance of death, the lion seized the panther's neck with lightning speed, swung it through the air, and slammed it to the ground-a scene as morbidly graceful as it was brutal. The black panther lay still on the grass, its neck oozing crimson, drenching the white lion in a gruesome spectacle of red that looked like a blooming rose.

Life had been extinguished.

The white lion, confirming its kill, nonchalantly began to feast. The other animals, recognizing the commencement of the lion's meal, warily resumed their feeding, giving the dominant predator a wide berth, fearing death should they be deemed an interruption.

"Holy smokes!" A voice erupted from the crowd, stunned. "That lion is a beast!"

"Man, that really gets my blood pumping!" another exclaimed with thrill.

The women, on the other hand, were terrified, instinctively seeking refuge in their partners' embrace.

Lela, who had been snacking, stopped dead in her tracks, fixated on the white lion feasting in the distance, her eyes slowly welling up with tears...

drifted far,

years old, wearing a simple cotton dress, was sprawled comfortably atop a young white lion. Her chubby legs dangled down the animal's side while her hands clutched at its ears. Her big eyes were closed, blissfully

with the little girl on its back, occasionally pausing by the blossoms at

of flowers stirred the little girl to open her wide, sparkling eyes. Her chubby hands plucked a bright red flower, which she sniffed before tying it carefully in the mane of

a young male and the son of the lion king, was less than thrilled. If the lionesses saw him adorned with a flower,

head, trying to

Big White," the little girl chided

White ceased his shaking and looked

owner was more important than pride. He'd

the forest and down to

she peered eagerly into the woods, her bright eyes shining with

roar that seemed to warn the beasts of the forest or perhaps

a roar, he sprinted into the dense

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