red ribbon lion king

Chapter 20 Establishment of the Male Alliance (1)
The hyena-free male lion is grateful to the red streamer for accepting him into the gourd wasteland and making him a member of the lion pride.Although this territory is too narrow, although this is the smallest lion group in the world, but after all, it can end the wandering career of being alone, with belonging and support.It suffers too much, suffers too much, and hits too many walls.

At the age of three, like all half-male lions, he was driven out of the pride by the big males.One meal of hunger, one meal of fullness, one meal of sorrow and the next meal, suffering unspeakably.Once, I was really hungry, so I went to the ostrich colony to steal ostrich eggs to eat, and was surrounded by several female ostriches who were nesting. You kicked and I kicked it dizzy, its ears were kicked, and its nose was kicked. , with a mouth swollen like a breadfruit.Although he escaped embarrassingly from the encirclement of ostriches, he could not bite his prey for two whole months and barely survived by snatching some carrion from the mouths of hyenas and vultures.At the time when the body was growing and growing, the malnutrition was already worse, and this made the situation worse. It was skinny, and its body was obviously weaker than that of male lions of the same age. Show the majesty of a lion.

As an adult, it, like all wandering male lions, longed for the opportunity to defeat the head of a certain lion group and have its own territory, lionesses and cubs.However, in a lion society full of competition, for a wandering lion like him who is not well-developed, not strong enough, not strong enough, looks mediocre and intelligent, ideals are tantamount to fantasy.It tried several times, but was beaten to the ground every time. Not only did it fail to sit on the throne of the Lion King, but it almost died twice.

The ruthless facts tell it that it is more difficult than reaching the sky if it wants to become a majestic and majestic lion in charge of the lion group in this life.It resigned to its fate, gave in, and took the next best thing, hoping to be lucky enough to meet a lion group with only one big male lion left due to an accident, and meet a big male lion who is interested in forming an alliance with it.It is willing to be a helper, a buddy, a squire, a thug, a follower, and to be the second or third male lion in the lion group. After getting the food, it can squeeze in to share a share when the head lion is full; Among the lionesses, there will be some belated warmth among those who are not favored by the head lion.

But such a discounted ambition has not been realized after several years.It laments the injustice of fate to itself, its will is getting more and more depressed, and it lowers the price of its discounted ambition again. As long as there is any lion group willing to take it in, it is willing to serve the head lion like a slave serving its master. One bite of leftovers is enough to satisfy one's heart's content.However, fate seems to be against it deliberately, and even such a pitifully low wish cannot be realized.After repeated setbacks, it became disheartened and even lacked the courage to dream about the future.

Once a male lion loses confidence in his future, the most obvious physiological reaction is that his mane begins to fall off.Its physique was weak, and its mane was not lush enough. Soon, the mane, which symbolizes male characteristics, fell off without a single mane.

At this moment, it happened to pass by the gourd wasteland, and never dreamed that the head of the lion, Red Ribbon, was willing to take it into the lion group.This is a good thing to kowtow to touch the sky, of course it's something you can't wish for.What makes it sad is that at the very moment when the red streamer was about to implement scent recognition on it, it was washed away by the wasp-waisted lioness.This is the first time in its life that a big male lion is willing to accept it. Although it did not succeed, the deep impression left on it is indelible.Unexpectedly, a month later, it met the red streamer and the wasp-waisted lioness again, and this time, to its surprise, the wasp-waisted lioness turned around 180 degrees and enthusiastically urged the red streamer to keep it.

Years of long-cherished wishes finally come true, and it is of course elated.

Lions who have endured hardship know how to cherish life.It knows that it has nothing but loyalty.What it can repay the red ribbon is loyalty, loyalty and loyalty.It is determined to be the most qualified helper and buddy to satisfy the red streamer.

In a group, the most important thing is to position oneself correctly.

The male lion without hyenas thinks so, and it does the same.When hunting, it always takes the lead, rushing to the front, consciously taking on the heavy responsibility of intercepting the prey; after biting the prey, it retreats aside knowingly, letting the red ribbon taste the first bite; the dripping water hidden under the rocks The spring is very limited, not enough for three lions to drink at the same time. In the scorching sun during the day, even if the throat smokes from thirst, it never competes with the red ribbon for water. It always waits until after dark to touch the dripping spring to drink water to quench its thirst. ;Walking on the grassland, it always follows the red streamer's buttocks closely. Wherever the red streamer goes, it follows the red streamer faithfully like a shadow; It roared and rushed out, trying hard to drive them away for the red streamer; when it was free, it came to the red streamer and licked off the resinous grass pulp on the red streamer.

It worships the red streamer, it is grateful to the red streamer, and it is willing to do everything for the red streamer.

The wasp-waisted lioness soon discovered that taking in a hyena-free male lion was indeed a rare cure for the red-banded lion's frustration syndrome.

Perhaps it is because of having such a loyal helper as the male lion without hyena, which makes the red streamer bold and at ease. Perhaps it is the infinite loyalty and infinite worship of the male lion without hyena that has created a feeling in the small lion group. The kingly atmosphere stimulated the repressed lion king consciousness of the red streamer, and the mental outlook of the red streamer has changed significantly. She no longer hangs her head down all day long, and the nightmares at night are also greatly reduced, and the phenomenon of being suspicious of ghosts and ghosts no longer occurs frequently.

Once, a strong wind blew, billowing sand and dust covered the sky and covered the sun, and a thick layer of yellow sand was spread on the part of the calabash wasteland near the Batia Desert, destroying the boundary line of smell.After the strong wind passed, without waiting for the wasp-waisted lioness to urge, the red streamer ran to repair the boundary line, doing it very seriously, sticking mane hair, and smearing manure and urinating.When I came to a eucalyptus tree, there was a gall growing on the waist of the tree more than two meters high, shaped like a mushroom, and purple-red like a cockscomb, very eye-catching.There is a principle in arranging odor boundary lines, which is to set up odor signs in eye-catching places as much as possible, which can achieve twice the result with half the effort.Red Ribbon wanted to hang mane on the gall at first, but she couldn't reach it, and it was even more whimsical to smear feces on it. She simply put her front paws on the tree trunk and spread saliva on the gall, over and over again.Actively repairing the boundary line of the scent shows that the strong sense of territory in the red streamer has awakened.

For male lions, the sense of territory is the most basic sense of competition. With the sense of territory, there is the urge to compete with other lions, the desire to be king, and the confidence to fight against fate.

Half a month later, the red streamer basically regained the demeanor of a big lion in charge. When walking, he no longer looked around like a thief, but kept his eyes fixed, swaggered and breathed out.In the early morning of that day, there was a stray male lion with a light black mane wandering outside the scent boundary line, and the male lion without hyena roared and rushed over.When the other party saw that it was a male lion with a bare neck and no mane, he ignored it and aggressively crossed the boundary line of scent to fight with the male lion without mane.The red streamer jumped out of the grass with a roar, and the wandering lion with light black mane turned pale with fright, turned his head and fled away with a wail.The alien male lions that can resist the invasion prove that the male lion frustration syndrome suffered by the red streamer is not far from being cured.

What made the wasp-waisted lioness even more happy was that when she combed the mane of the red streamer with her tongue, she found that the mane of the red streamer had stopped falling off, and the color gradually released a bright red light.

Come back, the demeanor of a lion; lost and found, the soul of a lion.

The weather was hot, and the boil on the male lion's buttocks was festering and festering, with yellow water and dirty blood flowing, emitting a foul smell.Once the male lions living in the lion group have sores and boils, or the skin and flesh are injured, the lioness usually licks the wounds for them.

Lion's saliva has the effect of anti-inflammatory, analgesic, hemostasis and blood stasis.Lick it several times a day, for more than ten minutes each time, and the effect will be seen soon.What's more serious, the lioness will go to the wetlands to find and pick a herb called golden cherry, chew the white flowers and pear-shaped fruits into a paste, and lick the wound with saliva.Wandering lions do not have this kind of blessing, they have to do everything by themselves, if the boil or wound is in a position that can be licked by their own tongue, they can lick it by themselves, if the boil or wound is in a part that cannot be licked by their own tongue, they have to Listen to it fester.Often an ordinary boil or a not serious wound will get worse and worse if it is not treated in time, and finally take life.

This is why the average lifespan of a large male lion in a pride is much longer than that of a roaming male lion.

The male lion without hyena is now a member of the calabash wasteland's little lion pride, and it stands to reason that it should be healed by the wasp-rumped lioness.The wasp-waisted lioness had already seen the boil on the buttocks of the male lion without hyenas, but she hadn't licked the male lion without hyenas for a long time.The reason is simple, it feels disgusting.Lions have a concept of hygiene, and licking the pus and blood on the wound with their tongues is indeed as uncomfortable as seeing caterpillars.Of course, if there were boils on the red streamer's butt, it would have licked it without hesitation. It likes the red streamer, and there is no need to pay too much attention to hygiene between lovers.A male lion without hyenas is another matter. It doesn't have a good impression of it, let alone like it, so it is very reluctant to do such a dirty and tiring thing.It hopes that the hyena-free male lion will become stronger and the boil will disappear on its own and heal without treatment.

Unfortunately, the male lion without hyenas seems to be not very resistant to the disease. After a few days, the boil became more and more rotten, and the wound changed from the size of a quail egg to the size of a heron egg. Blood dripped down the leg, provoking a swarm of flies to bite.Although the hyena-free male lion uses its tail as a fly swatter and slaps it from time to time, the fly is the bravest animal in the world, and it will never drive away.

The male lion without hyena fell ill, his eyes were dull, and he walked weakly. Even if he lay still on the ground, his tongue was hanging out of his mouth, and his breathing was very rapid.When hunting, it seems powerless, and even the tapir, which runs relatively slowly, can't catch up; the food intake is also decreasing day by day, and it walks away after eating a few bites; the frequency of the tail used as a fly swatter is also getting lower and lower. , like a snake that is about to freeze, snapping——flicking stiffly from left to right, and after a while, snapping—flicking lifelessly from right to left.All indications were that, if left untreated, the boil would have killed the hyena male lion.

The wasp-waisted lioness had only two choices, either restrain her disgust and lick the hyena-free male lion, or allow the hyena-free male to die slowly.

(End of this chapter)