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32. Concept of home and family?

As a child Lance didn’t really have any place to belong, family didn’t exist for him the minute he became humanized. One minute your in the sky, the next you’ve become a human as a child. In Italy, he roamed the street’s for the longest time.
Home back then was an alley way witch cat’s loved to linger in, so he befriended the feline’s and they were his family for the longest time before someone turned him in to an orphanage.
Now older and meeting other zodiacs, the lion loves each and every one of his friends. Even considers them family and would want to protect them at all costs, for friends were precious to him, a thing in witch the lion never used to have. And never wants to trade in for the world.
[/Text]: Ah no its fine, quite lovely.

“..Is there something in my hair or something?” The lion asked confused.

“…Ah that feels nice..” the lion purred, before realizing something.

“Wait, Haven’t I seen you before?”
[/Text]: Depends my princess, want to come over and clarify?
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My muse has seen somebody they used to know, and bad memories are coming back. They go to your muse for comfort

“—….” A single sweat drop trailed down ivory skin, lips trembling. Heart aching. Why, why couldn’t his fucking day be happy for once? Why couldn’t memory lane stay were it was meant to be? Why did horrible memories have to come crawling back to the blonde’s cranium, embedding itself into the dark corners of his mind. The scene, it replayed over and over like a broken record. Its horrible sound repeating, nesting inside ears. The way that woman cheated on him, told him she never loved him, only wanted his fortune that never was inherited to him in the first place when he abandoned such an old life style.
Never love for who he was, that knife stung and stabbed him deeper, the crimson liquid pouring and pouring, dripping down old and now reopened wounds. Digging fingers into jacket, the digits trembling as they shook. The aching feeling in heart not faltering in the slightest, it appeared lips parted to speak. Nothing escaped, only heavy breathes. Then, it happened. The voice that haunted his being, everything, Now whispered itself into hearing appendages.
“I never loved you.”
“Did you actually think that?”
“You naive lion cub, just a cub.”
Harsh word’s nesting themselves into eardrums, the heavy breathing increasing. Little noises escaping between lips. Someone just rip his fucking heart out, this feeling was never meant to return. Just please turn the lights off, he couldn’t take it anymore. Biting down on lower lip, swallowing a lump that felt like shards of glass down throat. No words, silence was between the two. The lion, the king was injured. Pride shattering, everything fell apart.
“—She, I..I..” It burns, just to think and speak of that monster. Head hung low, what appeared to be..no its not possible. Tears? Shedding a single tear, it dripped onto the floor before the breakdown occurred.
”..How do I know you love me?”
I never loved you.
Did you actually think that?
”..Am I naive?” Golden’s orbs formed water, as it rolled down face. Pulling hood over head, he needed to hide. The frightened kitten, scared and conflicted of its surroundings. Who to trust, who not to trust, was the kitty supposed to do? Concealing facial features, the lion just dug his head into the bull’s shoulder, clenching tightly onto her. This was a side of him almost no one ever got to witness. Finally, his voice spoke although it cracked.

”..Please tell me you love me, please say its not a lie..p-please..”
Meow little kitten meow, its all you’ll ever do.

//rejghekrhgge let me love you friend, we can always rp~
6. Got a new pet
“Princess~!”
Having the bull at his apartment door, it had been ages since they last saw each other. A week or two perhaps? But, now seeing her the bright smile upon lip’s wouldn’t dare falter. Now that they were reunited, the lion smiled brightly before inviting inside his domain. “Ah i’ve been good, same old same old.” He responded to her question, smiling with those purely whites. An idea popped into mind almost instantly, that’s right he had something to show her!

“Can you wait here a moment?” Grinning wide, the lion vanished. Moment’s later, the lion had returned to the bull. Expect, something out of the ordinary was present in arms. A meow escaped from the creature. A kitten? Yes indeed! The cat had beautiful soft fur, much resembling one to a lion. It’s fur was a light yellow with stripes, it purred in arms nuzzling against them.

“His name is Simba!”