The weakest cub of the litter. It could be said that the parents were ready to put up with the fact that the baby would die on the first ... second, and then on the third day of life ... However, the lucky one was hooked on a chance to live. Sisters and brothers grew up quickly. They were probably twice his size. There was little milk. While mother slept
the baby was pushed aside and driven away from her stomach, and under the supervision of a lioness, although he got milk, but the remains. Childhood flew by. The boy did not fit into any company, not even the company of his brothers and sisters. Those, as is customary among children, made fun of his size, tiny paws and big ears. It was very embarrassing...
and it was even more offensive to meet the cold look of his father, who, apparently, considered the baby a burden, a weak link. Mother only had to smooth the corners of the relationship with her caress. She tried to take care of the cub more than others, to give all her love. it would seem wonderful
however, this became very noticeable and new ridicule fell in the direction of the baby. Time passed. Soon the boy soon began to gain weight and seemed to have to catch up with the rest of the litter, but it only seemed so. Children's spots did not go away for a very long time, I provoke other bullying from peers. The time of adolescence passed just as bleakly.
The lion cub turned into a teenager. There was an interest in the opposite sex, but this same sex had no interest in him. Inconspicuous gray mouse. There was no special spot, no luxurious soft mane, there were almost no bright areas on the body, the coat was monotonously boring, even the eyes were just black. And so,
when everyone was talking to each other, the teenager stood aside, watching how life flies past him. His mother reassured him, but the son grew up and soon ceased to have hopes that he would be accepted and that he would live like everyone else, make friends, play, but all this was no longer for him. By the age of two, his brothers were overgrown and had chic hair,
and the sisters managed to get prettier and acquire the first partners. Everything was served to the older brothers on a silver platter. They did not need to look for someone among the lionesses to continue the family and develop the pride. Not only did they hang themselves who were not nailed, but the father insisted on a harem for both older brothers, arguing that
that this will increase the chance of having healthy offspring (this was said at the youngest, as if in reproach)
And while everyone loved and loved everyone, only he alone remained unnecessary to anyone except his mother. And was he needed? Maybe she was talking to him out of pity? He did not know this, but conversations with her were already rare, too. When-
then the cheerful and friendly baby turned into a closed, uncertain and irritable lion