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Lion

LION She was upset, beleaguered and beautiful (in a wholesome feline kind of way) He saw her problems as recurrent and swift, maneuverable, agile, hostile, a little bit mean Her call for assistance was not a helpless appeal for a romantic deliverance but a clear-eyed call for a partner with skills, an blunt attitude and enough of a heart, who would want her intact when the dust cleared away “Will you be with me?” she asked “I am your lion!” he said, his mane an unkempt mess, his fangs still concealed, his black-rimmed golden eyes now more alert to the savannah beyond “I was hopeful” she said, as some of her problems, seeing this discussion, began sliding from cover to find running room…..

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