Fabio was taking a midnight strolled to clear his mind off of thing. He was thinking about her again. She been on his mind since the day he met her. But she was all most a white as white could be. Yes she had purple but not as much as he did. Yes she was a noble but not as noble as he was. His coat was full of purple. He was almost as purple as the king was and he was most deftly more purple then heir would be. Hell the king’s b*****d son was more purple then the heir. But he was still the heir even if he had less purple then Fabio. So should he not care if she didn’t have that much purple also? She did have the prettiest purple mane color, well other then his of course. And her marking where quite wonderful but, not as wonderful as his. She also had the attitude of a noble and that what he like most about her. She flaunted what purple she did have to everyone and anyone. That just made Fabio wild with lust. He love when a lady took charge and didn’t give a s**t about what other said. So could he get pass the white? He stopped by the lake as he to his he was on his strolled. He looked at his self and began to speak. “Who am I to judge? Thy know not of the truest noble. Should one be judge upon color and looks or should one be judge upon ones wit? Should one be outcast for what they have inherited from thy mother and father or should one be judge on how thou act upon what is given from thy mother and father.” He took a pause and looked at his self once more. Such heavy thought where on his mind and this was the reason of his inner pain. How could one come up with the answer? He been taught since he was a young cub of who was in the right and who was in the wrong. He was taught that lions with purple coats where in the right and the less purple you had the more you where in the wrong. But now Fabio was questing the things that his mother and father entrusted to him. This is what pained him the most. Was he going back on his mother and father ways or was he just making new way that he would teach to his cubs one day? His head throb at the thought of it. Was he over thinking the little thing…no it wasn’t little at all. It was a way of thinking he thought was right until he met her. He wondered if the king felt the same way when mated with someone as white coated as the queen? And if the king could mate and have cub with a lioness as white as the queen maybe Fabio could too….but the king was all ways on the wild side of thing ever since he been born…so maybe the king wasn’t a good example after all. He sighed and began to walk again. All this thinking was just making everything worst then it already was. He sat down next to the lake and took a drink of water. Maybe dipping his head in would clear his mind. He drunk his head in and shook it under the water for a sec and the pull it back out. He shook it once more to dry off his fur. He sat there for a minute, to see if it did anything for him. Nope, nothing at all. He was getting sleepy also but he knew he would never fall asleep with all these thing floating around his head. He hadn’t had a good night sleep in a few weeks and it was really taking a toll on him. He didn’t like it one bit. A noble should all ways look in tiptop shape when they left the cave so he had do something about these worries and quick.
He yawned and blinked his eyes a few times. He thought about what he been thinking lately. Why should he care about the way she looked! She was as beautiful as the next Noble and to him she was the prettiest of all. Forget what his mother and father taught him. He was going make his own rules! She was a noble no less! It not like he was in love with a groundling or any class lower then his! No he was in love with a Noble! She was just as noble as he was! She even had more purple then the Queen! Fabio knew that she would look wonderful next to him. No one could tell him other wise. He was worried about nothing. She was a noble and so was he! They would be the best mates there ever was. Fabio looked down at the lake and saw his reflation and smiled to it. He looked like a whole new lion. He was a lion in love! No one could stop him! “Tho should not judge one of color but tho should judge one on the way they act. One self should love thy other base on how they make one feel, not one class! I Fabio shall not judge who should be a noble and who should not! As long as purple is in thy coat, they shall be call noble. No matter how much ones coat have thy bless color they are still a Noble and thoest should be treated like one! I, Fabio am in love with the fair maiden, Juitris!” He roared out proudly. He felt like 50 pounds was lifted off his back. He let out a sigh of relief and took a sip of water. It was time for him to walk back to his cave and have a good night sleep. He knew he would sleep like a cub tonight and that was just what he need. He had to look in tiptop shape for his date tomorrow. He walk proudly back to his cave and fell fast asleep with dreams about his fair maiden, Juitris.
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