[ The pride, 'Suns Rising pride', was onto a flat, sunny rock. Morning had just risen, the sun rolling above the tallest of trees, trees far the eye could see. The sun rising above the vast lands, lighting the lands with it's gaze. The pride was relaxing, ontop the sunny rock. Cubs playing, the lioness' speaking amongst themselves about their next hunt this upcoming night. ] Nala: "I say we hunt nearby the watering hole this time, instead that lousy river." [ Everything seemed so peaceful.. ]
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