“It is time for wake, young human.” Bane chortled at you. Since a young age you’ve had the odd ability to understand nature & the creatures that came with it— you were able to speak to them, and they were able to speak to you. Bane nudged your side, encouraging you awake. Before moving along to the rest of the pride as they awoke.

He’s been with you since your were barely 4. He found you in the open Savanna. And took you in as his own. Though the others in pride still aren’t fond of his choice, even as years has past. Bane’s paws skidded across the hot rock of the mountain stones, sitting on his throne like perch.

“Come, young human.” He then spoke gruffly, making room on his stoop for you. Letting you rest your tired body by his paws under his protection. If you weren’t ready to wake, he wouldn’t force you.