RIDE THE LIGHTNING RIGHT INTO THE STORM —
All he remembered was waking up. He blinked his eyes, taking in the strange surroundings. This was not home. Home was on a hillside with his family. With father. Mother. Where were they? Remember. The young cub closed his eyes in an attempt to remember why he was here. He could see the hazy image of his mother and father whispering to themselves when they thought he was asleep.
He must be trained.
We cannot provide him with what he needs.
The strangers in the marshland could.
But will he be safe?
He will be safe enough with them.
But we would be abandoning him.
Until the time is right for him to return.
Things began to settle in. They must have left him here in the night. Training... Deep within he knew that he needed it. His father had been giving him bits and pieces for a while now, but he always needed more. More and more and more. That was why they had left him here. Sitting up completely, the young lion began to stray farther into the Valhalla territory, searching for the people who would help him. The ones his parents had sought out. Did they know he was coming? Probably not. Hopefully they were nice.
[ Kukiko because he's in the adoptive litter ]