Literature
Prologue: Mioyo Nchi, my pride. Part 3
Azize woke up late, the sun was already in the sky shining brightly when his eyes opened. He frowned at the sun, wondering how he could have woken up so late, he was just about to stand when something warm rubbed against him, his head flicked around quickly to look at whatever had touched him. He looked down at the lioness beside him, who was burying her face into his mane.
A smile crept onto his face as he remembered the events of the night, how they stayed up and talked until they fell asleep. He soon realized that she should be awake, before anyone else does. Slowly he rubbed his nose along hers, much like he was used to, but this time, h