![]() “What is it, oh my hunting partner and equal in everything?” asked Lioness. We have been this way always, my people.” And he flew away, his rainbow fan tail behind him. “First of all,” said Peacock, “do not let my wife hear you say that. After assuring Peacock that he wasn’t going to eat him, today, Lion asked, “Beautiful bird, how is it that you are so adorned with gorgeous feathers, while your wife is brown and plain.” Still discontent, the Lion went to visit Peacock. I fear that they are secretly laughing at me behind my back.”Īnd his wife, who was wise, said “Shut up and hunt.” But, my love, why is it that the menfolk of the birds of the air, and of the antelopes of the savannah, have beautiful ornaments, while their womenfolk are drab. ![]() We are feared by all creatures, from the Hyrax to the Hippopotamus. He went to his wife and said, “Oh my beloved, and oh my hunting partner, you are beautiful and the best hunter in the world. However, as is the way of the males of all species, the Lion was vain, and discontent. They hunted together, and killed together, and were feared by every animal on the vast veldt, and were called the Tsovereigns of the Tsavo. ![]() ![]() Long ago in Africa, the Lion, Oh my best Beloved, looked exactly the same as the Lioness. ![]()
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