It was a very hot evening in the savannah. Life flowed lazily on. The herds grazed slowly under the rays of the fading sun. All living things were looking forward to the night and the coolness. Just like Tiifu. Tired and sleepy, she watched the change of day and night. Next to her were four tiny lion cubs with golden and beige fur. Four little hearts were beating to live in this big and dangerous world. Tiifu's mind was empty, only occasionally thoughts flashed about how to live on with her babies. Now she was not in the mood for depressing thoughts about Kion, although a nagging pain pricked her heart annoyingly at the memory of him.
Soon, she left the cubs to drink and there, near the water, she saw her friends who were going to the rock. She was too tired to call Kiara and Zuri and talk to them, but she felt much better when she saw them.
— I will not be alone with my kids, I have a pride. - the lioness said softly with hope. — Everything will be fine... her gaze was already turned to the sky.
Returning to her lair, she carefully lay down next to the lion cubs, who were sleeping sweetly snuggled up to each other.
— What should I call you? - the young mother thought, looking at her children and going through the names known to her. Maybe one of them will resonate in her heart.
It was getting late at night. There was a small idyll in the lair, which no one could destroy anymore. The stars twinkled through the branches of the bushes. Tiifu couldn't sleep. She was just admiring these lights, which were so similar to fireflies.
At the same time, a tramp, next to whom his friend was sleeping, fixed his eyes on the sky. The image of the lioness's sparkling eyes was imprinted in my memory, absolutely clear and real.