being the wife of a great lion, she did not know the concept of ‘being deprived of something’.

Sibur, a black lion hybrid, was a truly formidable and wise male, proud of the fact that he could provide his beloved with everything she wanted. listening to her every word, he loved to look into her eyes with trepidation, interested in her thoughts and opinions.

living in their own palace in the middle of hot deserts and golden sands, the lovers had been creating their own family for ten years. servants, hybrids of small jackals and foxes, also helped them, arranging the royal estates and helping the couple.

the sun, heating the sand, illuminated the backyard of the palace. sunset. the white lioness, in her true animal form, lay on the hot, golden sand, slowly wagging her tail. her closed eyes testified to her calm and relaxed state. snow-white fur, on which small grains of sand were scattered, glittered under the crimson rays of the sun.

and he stood behind, in the shadow of the palace arches of the building, watching her. Sibur, being in human form, felt a slight tremor in his heart, looking at the lioness in the sand. there was something he wanted to tell her, but hid for some time ... taking a few wide steps from the shadow, he gradually transformed into the form of a black lion with a luxurious powerful mane, walking towards his beloved. emitting a quiet roar to attract the attention of the lioness, he raised his tail, clearly wanting to discuss something...