Alone.(Open! PAFP)

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    Tenali was alone. Her pride had left her. They deserted her. "Hell-oo?" Her choked up cries called out, she could hear her own cries echoing. She collapsed over in the sand, feeling like she was left to rot. All she would have to do was wait. Wait to die. Wait to live. Or to wait for an absouloution that would never come. The fresh-kill pile was empty, and no prides were nearby. Her eyes shut, when she felt a shadow lean over her. It was a male lion.