Only been three days since he started off on his own leaving and returning to Pride Rock on his own. Strange that no one really cared that he left, then again he would have done it anyways. Ger awoke in the pride's den, crowded with lions and lionesses alike. Mufasa and Sarabi were probably the only two that didn't feel that way, they got their own spot to themselves. Ger looked over at Mufasa's sleeping figure. His large massive body was five times his own. The king had a large ring of fur that surrounded his neck and down his chest. The cub didn't know what it was called, but it was fluffy. He wanted to be fluffy too. Ger pawed his head idly at the thought.
I wanna grow up to be fluffy too.
The little lion quietly got up and made his way around the sleeping members of the Pride Rock pride.
Outside was still dark, the sun was gonna raise soon. The young cat sat on the pinnicle of Pride Rock looking over the Pride Lands, awaiting for the great sun to raise into the sky starting the new day.
