The road is long and tough. Through the night the two lions walked the path the moon had laid out before them in hopes that it would take them to a place where they could start their own pride one day. At the top of the rise, they paused and dooked down into the valley below. The sun was just beginning to rise and casting the first rays of light onto the lush green grass and the sparkling dew drops.

Though it could not be seen, a river was close by. They could smell the fresh water. Off in the distance, evidence of large herds of prey could be seen as rising clouds of dust where the wind had swept the grass from the hard packed ground.

This was to be their new home. The road kept going off into the distant hills, but they had finally found their own paradise.