Stepping slowly, lifting up her paws with the last atoms of strenght, lioness thrown down her body into the dusty ground. Few dry thread of grass and weak shadow from near tree were hidding her from incandenscent whips of the heavens flame. Her eyelets closed down. Dark turned up and surrounded her more and more.
Silence.
Only the light touch of freshness over the snout brought her back into the reality. Her wounded body was overcoming by some heat. She didn't feel the pain anymore, only that pleasant tenderness which prevade all over her body. Noises become more intense. She could hear savanna's talk again, smell of dry grass, caressing of the sun. Live was coming back into her body. She oppens her eyes.
King of all animals were standing beside and licking the blood from her opens wounds.
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