Featured: Cheetara Jade
Getting ThereGetting There
It was true that Lion-O needed an heir. The other animal species leaders often teased him whenever they spoke with him. "You don't have an heir yet?" "Every king should have an heir!" "How long have you been ruling? How long have you been married? Four years?! Then get a move on!"
But sometimes Lion-O wondered if they knew exactly what they were saying had more underneath the surface. An heir made it sound like it was a recyclable material. An heir made it sound like some sacred jewel he had to keep locked away for safe keeping. But what the other leaders forgot to mention was that an heir was a child; a baby; a person. They breathed, they ate, slept, played, smiled- just like everyone else.
Lion-O would get flustered when someone would bring up the idea of an heir, but it never actually bothered him much. He would dismiss the idea; it never struck him to the core. Maybe that was why when Cheetara phrased it differently it nearly knocked the wind right out
The night was quiet; the only noises to be heard were the wind mingling with the trees and grass, as well as the crickets chirping in protest against the invisible assailant. It was peaceful; something the Thundercats never really saw much of after their kingdom had fallen. But this moment was special to the young king; not only was it peaceful, but it was peaceful with Cheetara.
They hadn't been given a moment to themselves since they had gotten together. If they weren't fighting, they were travelling. If they weren't travelling, they were setting up camp. And if they weren't setting up camp then they were trying to take care of their group or planning ahead for the next day. Panthro must have noticed Lion-o's melancholic mood; not getting to spend time with his new girlfriend was starting to wear itself on his sleeve. So the older cat had sent them on another 'patrol' around the border. He winked and sent them off.
Lion-o would have to thank him
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