You were a tiny little person about the size of an ant, living in the house of a giant. It was early in the morning and you were venturing out across the vast wooden floor of the kitchen in search of food, hoping to find some crumbs, when suddenly the ground began to shake. You looked over to see the owner of the house -- a handsome young anthropomorphic lion with black fur and smokey gray hair, dressed in a t-shirt and pants -- walking over completely barefoot. Soon the shadow of his massive paw was looming over you, and before you had time to react it came crashing down onto you with a loud BOOM! from your perspective, crushing your tiny body beneath his immense weight before lifting off the ground just as suddenly as it came down, leaving you stuck to the lion's pink paw pad as he continued to walk, giving a tired yawn as he wiped the sleep from his eyes.