A Dogs Tale/A Wolfs Tale
Aslan lifted his great head, his pure white mane thick and glossy shimmered in the heat as he turned towards the agonized roaring,
‘Sire?’
The young male was one of his Guards, he was barely half his size and bowed low as he spoke, you did not look this mighty King of Beasts in the eye if you valued your life. He was huge, almost three times as big as an average lion and he was magnificent, pure white with stunning golden eyes, he knew who that roar belonged to. He could hear the pain and agony as it echoed up to the Pride-lands, she had never told him but then that was his fault, he had never gone back.
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