red ribbon lion king

Chapter 31 The Forever Farewell (2)
If it lowers its head now, gazes at the black-clawed lion cub with kind and soft eyes, and licks and kisses the forehead of the black-clawed lion cub, it believes that the fearful lionesses under the banyan tree will give out heartfelt cheers, and the wasp-waisted lioness will also cheer. Pour more love into it.But is there a survival benefit to doing so?Those cubs, especially those cubs, will never appreciate its nurturing grace when they grow up, and will inevitably be driven by male instinct to compete with it for the territory of the Patilu lion group and the throne of the lion king.In view of the characteristics of the male lion's parasitic social structure, for a male lion that already has a territory and a lioness, one more male lion means more competition, more crisis, and more potential threats.

What if it lowered its head now and killed the Black Claw Cub with one bite?The lionesses will take their cubs and run away like a nest, which is not difficult to deal with. It and the male lion without hyena can easily catch up with those cubs. Send them to the point of no return.

Lionesses will roar and resent, but they will not fight.The lionesses will not attack the master lion, no matter what the master lion does.Time will dilute the grief of the lionesses for the loss of their children and heal the sorrow in their hearts.Two or three months later, they will be dominated by the instinct of reproduction, and they will put aside their hatred of killing offspring, throw themselves into its arms, and give birth to new lives.The new crop of lion cubs is the continuation of its blood and the duplication of its genes.It and the lionesses will get along more and more harmoniously because of the blood bond of the lion cubs.

To kill those lion cubs, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, for it.

It's just hard to face a wasp-waisted lioness.It has been with the wasp-waisted lioness day and night for more than half a year. It understands the temper and character of the wasp-waisted lioness. It is very likely that it will desperately pounce on it and bite it.

Give up the idea of ​​killing children, conscience is reminding it.

It stands on the top of the anthill, looking straight ahead.

In front is a lush green grassland after the rain, and across the grassland is the vast Bhatia Desert.After the rain, the desert fog transpires, and under the refraction of the sun, it changes into strange colors.

Suddenly, it seemed to see the scene when it was only two and a half years old many years ago, when it and its four brothers were expelled from the lion group by the big male lion Bicolor and Cyclops.The past is vivid, and its four elder brothers died one after another.

The eldest black mane was kicked by a giraffe and became the meal of their four brothers; the second lion was killed by a bipedal hunter; the third scarred face died with the black rhino in the heart of the Batia desert The fourth Peach Blossom Eye tried to lure the lioness to take a shortcut to the lion king's throne with his hue, but fell into the swamp and drowned alive... It was also the one who became the lion king of the Patilu lion group after a narrow escape. .

For the lion, how difficult is the road to survival, how long is the course of struggle, and how slim is the hope of success.It is no exaggeration to say that out of a hundred half-grown male lions who were expelled from their homes, in the end, only one or two can only realize their wishes and have territories and lionesses.It is the four elder brothers who used their lives as a foreshadowing to create its glory today.How can it give up the rights that successful people should enjoy for the sake of illusory love, for the sake of invisible and intangible so-called feelings, and become a discounted lion king?

It came to its senses, it awakened.It lowered its head, a cruel light flashed in its eyes, and unexpectedly opened its bloody maw to the black-clawed lion cub under its knees.

All lions lucky enough to ascend to the throne have done so for millions of years, so why shouldn't it?
The wasp-waisted lioness noticed the butcher-like cruelty shining in the red ribbon pupil, and her heart tightened suddenly, and it was too late to stop it.The teeth of the red streamer had caught the back of the neck of the black claw cub, and twisted it hard. The poor little guy had a broken neck, two protruding eyes, and his body went limp.

As if giving the order to slaughter, the hyena male lion let out a wild roar, and leaped into the banyan forest like lightning, chasing and biting the cubs.

The wasp-waisted lioness could hardly believe her eyes.It has always believed that although the red ribbon has not completely overcome the laziness and selfishness of the male lion, it is kind and generous and will not kill innocent lion cubs.Unexpectedly, when the red streamer boarded the lion king's throne, what he did was exactly the same as the demon yellow giant hyena.That being the case, what's the point of fighting for the throne and changing the dynasty?It lost its son twice, and what it hates the most is the killing of cubs by the big male lion.It was it who helped the red streamer overthrow the rule of the giant yellow mane and the braided lion, and ascended to the throne of the lion king of the Patilu lion group.If this regime change fails to bring benefits to the sisters, but instead causes them to suffer the disaster of their babies being slaughtered, wouldn't it become an accomplice to the evil?It had a feeling of being cheated, trembling with anger, roared, and rushed to bite.

The red streamer had been prepared for a long time, and quickly twisted her waist to avoid it.They were standing on the raised anthill. The wasp-waisted lioness wasted too much force and flew into the air. She couldn't stand on the conical anthill, staggered, and was about to fall but didn't fall.The red streamer took advantage of the opportunity to slap it on the back of the head. It only felt a buzzing sound in its head, and its body became light, and it fell headfirst from the anthill.

The red streamer jumped down the anthill, chased and slaughtered the cubs together with the male lion without hyenas.

The wasp-waisted lioness wants to stop the red streamer from attacking, and wants to awaken the sleeping resistance consciousness of the lioness, and attack the demons who killed the cubs.However, its head was so dizzy that it rolled down from the anthill and sprained one of its front legs. As soon as it stood up, its eyes were full of stars, its limbs went limp, and it fell to the ground again.Some of the lionesses hid their cubs under their bodies, and some put their lips on the cubs' buttocks and anxiously urged the cubs to escape.The red ribbon and the male lion without hyenas cooperate tacitly. One knocks over the lioness who is used as a protective umbrella, and the other picks up the cubs that have lost their protection.

In just a few minutes, more than a dozen alive and kicking lion cubs fell into a pool of blood.Some of the lionesses curled up in the grass, some jumped up on the banyan tree, and some ran around mechanically, letting out heart-piercing roars.

The red ribbon and the male lion without hyena were busy dragging the killed lion cubs into a chaotic ditch, destroying the corpses and destroying the traces, probably in order to prevent the lionesses from getting hurt.

The wasp-waisted lioness finally stood up unsteadily. Although her head still hurt a little, it was much better than before.The red streamer walked towards it slowly, wagging its tail as it walked, and purring softly.It stopped a few steps away from the wasp-waisted lioness, constantly shaking its fluffy, flame-like mane, and sticking out its tongue to lick rhythmically.

The wasp-waisted lioness knows that the body language of the red streamer is apologizing to it for hurting it with a slap, hoping that it will forgive it for killing its cubs. If it can show understanding and tolerance, the red streamer will Run up to it to lick and kiss it and make up with it.

It will never be able to understand and tolerate the killing of children, and it will never compromise with the devil who killed children!

The wasp-waisted lioness was limp and had a splitting headache.It knows that it can't deal with red ribbons and male lions without hyenas. It hates itself for not being able to cut off the demons that kill young. Now the only way is to leave the territory of the Patilu lions, and leave this demon that is essentially the same as the demon yellow giant hyenas. A bad guy no different from a braided lion.

It dragged its frail body, tiptoed on a sprained leg, and walked towards the calabash wasteland.When it was about to walk out of the territory of Patilu lions, there was a rustling sound behind it. Looking back, it turned out that the red ribbon was following it.

Ugh, ugh, the red streamer kept roaring softly, his voice was a little hoarse, it sounded like he was whimpering.

It knows that the red streamer is begging it to keep it, hoping that it will not leave.It didn't stop, it still walked forward step by step.

It may be able to forgive the red ribbon for its laziness and selfishness, its male desire for power, its sexism, its hypocrisy, its timidity, and its various male ugliness, but it cannot compete with the child-killing devil. live together.

It regrets that it should not have housed the desperate red streamer, let alone encouraged and encouraged the red streamer to compete for the lion king of the Patilu lion group, so that the juvenile killing tragedy in front of him would not have happened.

But now, it's too late to regret.

Swimming across the broad Patiru River from the Wild Ferry, he finally came to the scent boundary of the Patiru Lion Pride, a strip of shrubberies that stretches from the edge of the Bhatia Desert to the end of the steppe.Between the branches and tendrils, there are strands of lion's body hair sticking to it, exuding the unique strong smell of the red ribbon that it is very familiar with.

If his leg hadn't been sprained, he could have crossed the low strip of bushes with a single leap.Now, it can only stride over with its two front legs, and then slowly drag its body over.There were thorns on the bushes, which made it hurt in the stomach, and it had to move its body carefully little by little.

Vomit, vomit, the red streamer still yelled sadly behind it, trying to persuade it to change its mind at the last second.

That is wishful thinking, daydreaming!
The wasp-waisted lioness finally climbed over the bushes and crossed the scent boundary.It didn't stop, and didn't look back, it continued to limp and walk towards the Gourd Wasteland.

After recovering from the injury, it has to start life again.It thought that it could always find a new type of big male lion who was brave and kind-hearted, strong and amiable, domineering but hard-working, able to defend the territory and love the lioness and cubs.Perhaps, such a big male lion is a rare resource and it is difficult to find, but it will not give up its efforts, and it will keep looking for it.

When an excellent new type of big male lion is found, it will work with it to form a lion group that is brand new in both content and form. The muddy water of the old society will be cleaned up. There will be no exploitation, no fraud, no massacre, and no parasites. , there is no gender discrimination, no bad habits of driving young male lions away, no cruelty of killing cubs to force female lions to go into heat quickly, no revolving succession of thrones, young ones will be raised, old ones will die, lions and lions are equal, live and work in peace .It must strive forever to realize this ideal.

With a sprained leg, the wasp-waisted lioness walked very slowly, but very firmly.

On the scent boundary line behind, the red streamer is still roaring, screaming very sadly, screaming very lonely, screaming very sadly, screaming very wronged.

(End of this chapter)