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                𝓐 𝓷𝓮𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓱𝓸𝓹𝓮...

                   -Letaba-Achilles-Diablo-

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It was a normal day in the realms of L’ Oasis Lo or so the lions supposed...El Korongo had just unleashed hellish imps to attack the mortals and well even the beautiful heavenly realm La Lluna Sanctuary. The Main pride Safiri’s Oasis and The Kralot Edrenje’s banded together to ward off the demonic beasts and to rid them from the earth as the heavens expelled them also. Achilles the gladiator in training who was just a young cub managed to get into the midst of the battle to stick with his parents through thick and thin even though his dad isn’t his actual dad and also was defending the Kralot’s ports with his pride mates and the lions who used the rivers and seas as the finest source of transportation or even trade fulfilling his role as a Agōgēs. Diablo was fighting to protect his mate and the founder’s family especially since they had lost way too many lions in there family.Letaba was now fighting to protect all the spirits and cubs resting in La lluna sanctuary with the assistance of the heavenly guardian which would definitely be having a talk with her mate from the hellish realm who sent them the cursed beasts. This should have been a breeze for all of them, it should have been just like fighting all the other prides in the past and dealing with tyrannical kings.But it wasn’t oh no it was not at all for the lions of the realm placed into the magnificent valley of kings.

Soon the remaining imps were chasing the three lions with there midget legs and razor claws and skeleton looking frames. Diablo picked up Achilles as the young male was lacking in speed just yet. And soon the trio was driven straight into a portal not formed by any being of there realm ever. They may have all entered the portal together but they all landed in very different spots separated from each other in the mystical place... A beautiful tree stood in the center hollowed inside was a beautiful cat head with glowing eyes and majestic flowers layered at the roots taunting to be plucked but they seemed quite important in sustaining something around her. Was she the guardian who formed Taa Safi & Chuki Safi? Was she the one who formed the Valley of Kings and blessed Safiri with his land his numerous kids and a way to expand the pride and start up multiple dynasties? The thoughts bantered into the trios brain as they all got up shaking off the dirt from crash landing into the beautiful ground.

Achilles looked around at the lions of all ages, builds and brain cells were summoned here. But he needed to get back to the two adults he was with and well jumping and screeching out there names definitely was not helping their situation. He flicked his ears as he tried listening to the others screams,pleas, and roars. Achilles managed to hear a bit of Diablo’s screams to the wind and pleading to the portal to be sent back to be with his mate who was audibly with child now. Letaba was screaming out of fear to find the cub in case some of the lions were violent killers but her heart ended up breaking as she saw many more cubs and near adolescent lions and lionesses were also there. That’s when she came up with the bright idea of using a summoning whistle she learned from a rare species of cursed birds in La Lluna hopefully they would recognize it as she often sent them down to cheer up the fellow cub and the massive Male Warrior.

They were all the champions summoned into the portal and they find themselves among an army of others, other cats who have answered the call of the great tree goddess and who find themselves now, preparing for a war they could not have expected. Fearful murmurs lurk as they stand among strangers, all united from so many walks of life against a common foe: the tide of evil who would crush the tree and its age-old watch over the worlds. Letaba mindlessly drones in her head and heard familiar voices so she stopped her sweet whistling and gently unpursed her muzzle.

Diablo called out, “Letaba over here! Me and Achilles ran into each other and well we heard the whistle of the mockingjay that you sent us in visions and well we recognized it was you!” He said as the two shoved their way through the idling lions earning harsh stared and cruel looks.

As the spirits sent wind to brush through all the cats and lions fur the massive tree fell silent still as the gods sent little medallions to give them hope as their fates were labeled into the stars. Letaba whispered soft comforts as they all moved into their assigned districts and flexed three of their claws into the chilling night air. As ghosts hummed a fateful heavenly song to seal their deaths.

Diablo wrapped his tail around Achilles to comfort the young cub trying to be brave as they all held their paws up in honor and respect of each other but not only to show thanks, admiration, and good-bye to their loved ones as they were going to turn the tides of war all the way around. He looked as Letaba’s face stayed solemn as they all stared at the unmoving tree in silence.

Then Letaba started belting a song of ancient, “Are you, are you? Coming to the tree...Where dead man called out .For his love to flee. Strange things did happen here. No stranger would it be..If we met at midnight..In the hanging tree..Are you, are you, Coming to the tree? Where I told you to run. So we'd both be free. Strange things did happen here.. No stranger would it be If we met at midnight In the hanging tree.. Are you, are you, Coming to the tree! Wear a necklace of hope ,Side by side with me. Strange things did happen here. No stranger would it be If we met at midnight. In the hanging tree...” Soon the song was lilted about by all the cats and lions who came from the portals...