Kipekee was reliving her nightmare; her new man friend was just like her dad. Her dad would always hit her; she beat her when she did bad things. Her mom left and took her twin brother with her. She remembered the time she ate before him, he brought a big zebra home and she was so happy because the young lioness was starving, she ran up and started to eat; before she knew it, she felt her dads paw wrap around her and slam her back against the rock.
She was so scared her dad never did that before, but then again he hasn’t been the same since mommy left…. He yelled at her saying it was the woman’s job to please the man and she should try to make him happy. He blamed Kipekee for the loss of his mate and his son. He always said this is your fault your weak I should leave you, but then he was like he couldn’t because she was useful to him, he had to teach her how to obey men like a good mate. “I will teach you to be submissive and to obey, I will teach you to be a good wife and you will obey.”
As she grew he kept her caged in the she wasn’t allowed out because he was worried she would run like his mother. She could remember the first time her hit her for disobeying. It was a dark night and she was an adol, she was always small for her age and she was about the average size of a male juve. She went out for a walk while her father was hunting, which she did quite frequently. She never went far and she would always get back to the den before he did. But this time he got home early and he was pacing back and forth in from of the den. She knew she was in for it.
“I’m sorry daddy~~” She said in a cub like manner, her ears were back and her tail between her legs. She was worried and scared she could see the anger in her father’s eyes.
He father let out a loud angry roar the made Kipekee cringe with fear. “Where were you!!?” He yelled “I told you never leave the den!!” He said his word like venom, straight from a snake. Kipekee was scared for her life.
“I…I’m sorry dad… I just needed a drink.” She whimpered.
“Shut up!” He flung her paw hitting her in the jaw forcefully sending her fling against a rock and making a long trail of blood run from the corner of her eye. Kipekee was shaking and crying. She then began to feel the rain fall upon her face.
“This time I’m going to teach you a lesson you won’t forget!” The big male snarled and swung his paw again. This time sending her flying the opposite way, he continued to beat her, allowing the rain to wash away the blood. The young lioness cried out, “Daddy I’m sorry daddy I’m sorry!” She screamed but her dad picked a den in a secluded place, no one could hear her cries. She was alone.
When he finished he stood over her, “You won’t be like you mother.” Kipekee could feel him becoming very close to her in an uncomfortable manner. “Daddy stops!” She began to squirm but he helps his daughter down. “No!” She cried, before she knew what she was doing she clawed him across the face.
Her father went stumbling back in agony, his daughter’s claw cutting right across his eye. “You’re dead!”
Kipekee had to quickly compose herself, “IM SORRY DADDY!” She screamed before darting in the other direction, she couldn’t look back she had to run she had to get away. She wasn’t ready to die, but she had nowhere to go no one to see, she could live on her own. She couldn’t hunt her father always did the hunting, but she couldn’t let him do that…that thing she felt so violated.
Kipekee ran until she couldn’t run anymore, the rain was hitting against her face the coolness of the water running over her fresh wounds. Unsure which of the water droplets were tears and which were rain. She was finally free, she looked around unsure of what to do, her dad couldn’t help her mom and twin brother were gone, all she had in this world was herself. Was she ready to be on her own, how would she live without being able to hunt, she was worried she would die without her father…
Kipekee found herself along in unfamiliar territory, she had never been outside of the den, and she looked around and took refuge under a small tree. Looking up at the night sky ran still hitting her upon her face, and all she could do was cry.
She was starving and smelt something familiar; she got up from her safety from under the tree and followed her nose to the food. She saw there a half-eaten antelope, she looked around to make sure no one was around, she found food. And she did it all on her own, without her dad. Sure she didn’t hunt it but she found it, she was like those birds, the vultures. She would wait till another animal finished with their meal and then she would come and swoop in and finish it off.
It wasn’t the most effective way to get food but she couldn’t hunt so she had to do what it took to survive. She dragged the dead carcass under a nearby tree and began to eat. This would do for now, it felt so wonderful to get food in her stomach and it was more than enough. Kipekee was used to getting leftovers and this was more than what her father normally left for her. But would she always be able to find food that was something she would have to worry about another time. For now she was happy to be alone she was finally free from her father’s abusive ways, she was finally able to live her life. But little did she know she would always live in fear. Many questions circled in her head, What if he finds me? Should I go back? All questions that would remain unanswered.
She was so scared her dad never did that before, but then again he hasn’t been the same since mommy left…. He yelled at her saying it was the woman’s job to please the man and she should try to make him happy. He blamed Kipekee for the loss of his mate and his son. He always said this is your fault your weak I should leave you, but then he was like he couldn’t because she was useful to him, he had to teach her how to obey men like a good mate. “I will teach you to be submissive and to obey, I will teach you to be a good wife and you will obey.”
As she grew he kept her caged in the she wasn’t allowed out because he was worried she would run like his mother. She could remember the first time her hit her for disobeying. It was a dark night and she was an adol, she was always small for her age and she was about the average size of a male juve. She went out for a walk while her father was hunting, which she did quite frequently. She never went far and she would always get back to the den before he did. But this time he got home early and he was pacing back and forth in from of the den. She knew she was in for it.
“I’m sorry daddy~~” She said in a cub like manner, her ears were back and her tail between her legs. She was worried and scared she could see the anger in her father’s eyes.
He father let out a loud angry roar the made Kipekee cringe with fear. “Where were you!!?” He yelled “I told you never leave the den!!” He said his word like venom, straight from a snake. Kipekee was scared for her life.
“I…I’m sorry dad… I just needed a drink.” She whimpered.
“Shut up!” He flung her paw hitting her in the jaw forcefully sending her fling against a rock and making a long trail of blood run from the corner of her eye. Kipekee was shaking and crying. She then began to feel the rain fall upon her face.
“This time I’m going to teach you a lesson you won’t forget!” The big male snarled and swung his paw again. This time sending her flying the opposite way, he continued to beat her, allowing the rain to wash away the blood. The young lioness cried out, “Daddy I’m sorry daddy I’m sorry!” She screamed but her dad picked a den in a secluded place, no one could hear her cries. She was alone.
When he finished he stood over her, “You won’t be like you mother.” Kipekee could feel him becoming very close to her in an uncomfortable manner. “Daddy stops!” She began to squirm but he helps his daughter down. “No!” She cried, before she knew what she was doing she clawed him across the face.
Her father went stumbling back in agony, his daughter’s claw cutting right across his eye. “You’re dead!”
Kipekee had to quickly compose herself, “IM SORRY DADDY!” She screamed before darting in the other direction, she couldn’t look back she had to run she had to get away. She wasn’t ready to die, but she had nowhere to go no one to see, she could live on her own. She couldn’t hunt her father always did the hunting, but she couldn’t let him do that…that thing she felt so violated.
Kipekee ran until she couldn’t run anymore, the rain was hitting against her face the coolness of the water running over her fresh wounds. Unsure which of the water droplets were tears and which were rain. She was finally free, she looked around unsure of what to do, her dad couldn’t help her mom and twin brother were gone, all she had in this world was herself. Was she ready to be on her own, how would she live without being able to hunt, she was worried she would die without her father…
Kipekee found herself along in unfamiliar territory, she had never been outside of the den, and she looked around and took refuge under a small tree. Looking up at the night sky ran still hitting her upon her face, and all she could do was cry.
She was starving and smelt something familiar; she got up from her safety from under the tree and followed her nose to the food. She saw there a half-eaten antelope, she looked around to make sure no one was around, she found food. And she did it all on her own, without her dad. Sure she didn’t hunt it but she found it, she was like those birds, the vultures. She would wait till another animal finished with their meal and then she would come and swoop in and finish it off.
It wasn’t the most effective way to get food but she couldn’t hunt so she had to do what it took to survive. She dragged the dead carcass under a nearby tree and began to eat. This would do for now, it felt so wonderful to get food in her stomach and it was more than enough. Kipekee was used to getting leftovers and this was more than what her father normally left for her. But would she always be able to find food that was something she would have to worry about another time. For now she was happy to be alone she was finally free from her father’s abusive ways, she was finally able to live her life. But little did she know she would always live in fear. Many questions circled in her head, What if he finds me? Should I go back? All questions that would remain unanswered.
