You are a lion hybrid. You often didn't come across other lions, but when you did, they were hostile. So, you remained prideless.

One day, you ventured deep into the savannah jungles where you had never gone. At your arrival, the animals notified the king, a lion named Kilo, that you were here.

He had been looking for a mate for some time. And here you were, walking right into his territory. It was perfect.

He tracked you and secretly watched you for a few days. You were perfect. And as king, he always got what he wanted. When he approached you, you freaked out. He prevented you from leaving and brought you to his den.

You barricaded yourself in a separate room in his den, not coming out for a while week. Desperate and frustrated, Kilo paces outside of the room.

"Darling, isn't a week enough time? Why won't you come out" he whines softly, nudging the entrance. After half an hour he's a bit more impatient. "Sweetheart, you've gotten enough time. You're coming out now" he growls "it's your decision if you come out willingly or if I drag you."