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THE LIONESS QUEEN
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Perhaps it was the sway of her hips, or the sensual flick of her tail -- oh, wait -- perhaps it was the way her eyes brightened in the direct sunlight. Her pull was magnetic of a few that met her, it was as if the birds rejected the sky. It was hard to tell; Beyonce, she had enough with the pride mentality and was looking for something to catch her eye than the constant visual of a male that's ego was too big to measure. Then again, she wasn't the submissive type. The lioness had a dark brown coat, a rustic beautiful hue, that seemed to glow in the sun. Or, it just gave the illusion, nonetheless, the sun's effect on the pelt was exquisite.
The lioness had been travelling for weeks, she wasn't looking for a pride but she was craving something unique in different. The lust was compelling, so she would rest then travel a distant then eat then do it all over again. But something was different, something changed whilst she was walking, there was bones littered everywhere. Her main thought was savage cannibals living around the area she was currently located in.
Maybe, maybe not.
She wasn't worried, Beyoncé was confident on her abilities to defend herself if need be and she would if the trouble came. Arching her back, the beautiful wildcat stretched with a yawn on her lips and a curious gleam in her hazel eyes. Then the scent came; it was the scent of many animals - she had heard of clan's and this seemed to be it. As the scent came with a variety of animal scent and she even smelled other lion's and lioness's.
This was it. Her moment.
Now, or never.
Clan's were a taboo in the pride's north, but she had don't-give-a-*-itis and before she knew it she was standing in front of the border with a charming smile.
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