Bob was happy when he received a postcard. The doberman jumped on his bed, smiling as he read that the card came from Makumba, the black furred, feral lion in his class. Makumba came from another country called Leonia, a place in the savannah populated by feral lions. Makumba's father, the king, had send him over to the city in hope he would be taught some manners. However, as Bob knew, it didn't work out so well. Makumba had eaten some class mates, paying little to no attention during lessons,

  It was a dark day in the Pridelands. A few weeks ago, Scar and a large pack of hyenas had taken over Pride Rock after Mufasa had been killed in a wildebeest stampede, and though Simba's body never was found the lionesses had no choice but to assume that the very same had happened to the poor cub. Since that time, the Pridelands had begun to run out of prey for the lionesses and hyenas to eat, but Scar kept forcing them to search farther and farther. He was in total control because the hye

Sometime Later, You Awaken…
Hours go by as you dream your little dream. By the time you awaken, the visions are inconsequential. You only remember figments, but it was one of those dreams where you’re living a normal life, but where random weird bits also exist. You’re certain you were levitating at one point and skating along the air, and no one batted an eye.
Waking to the smell of mildew and in an unfamiliar and dark place, you shudder. But realizing where you are not long

You Begin to Drift Off…
Thinking it over, you realize before long the repercussions of ending Phoebe the Cantor yourself. While there is a death sentence on her head by now, perhaps you’re not the right person to execute her. You’re not too sure about all the psycho-babble she’s been trying to fill your head with during the battle, but it’s clear she wants you to take a wicked path to handling her. Why give this wench what she wants?
On top of that, you know that w

Saphira snorted causing a small trail of fire to come out from her snout.




“I always wondered what metal tastes like,” Saphira said to Arcee.




“You'll just have to keep on wondering then,” Arcee replied.




“Alright ladies you may begin,” Jack announced.