The darkness began to fade... dawn came rousing you only when the sun touched your face. Groaning, you ease yourself into a sitting position, looking around you inexplicably find yourself in a grassy plain dominated by tall grey green wide stalks topped with purple and azure seed pods.
"Where...am...I? Dude...where's my car?!" Standing up you barely top the grasses around you, but you can see a bright moon...no scratch that two moons in the sky, your heart stops beating for just a milisecond as you take in the sky. While the moons cross and fade into the sky you notice it turns a soft blue promising a warm start to the day.
Staring into the sky you failed at seeing the shadows that dawn failed to dispel. They slipped soundlessly around you completing a circle. They tightened the noose you would't have even noticed if one of the shadows let out a low predatory growl as it leaped for your throat. Reflexes kicked in barely, your bent backwards as the shadow passes mere centimeters across your face, twisting to your right you spy two more descending from the apexes of their leaps, you're no martial artist but you throw up a strong blocking arm as you remember seeing in the many kung fu films you've been known to watch. The body was solidly bulky but strangely soft and fuzzy at the same time you abstrctedly noticed before you were overwhelmed by the five others. Once again darkness claimed you.
The next time you came too your arms were bound to a pole buried partially in the ground, your feet were tied and you most of your clothing you noticed was piled just out of your reach leaving you in only your boxers. There was sounds of camp all around you, laughing, snarky banter, and heated arguements.
Shuffling youself to the left you see three tents surrounding a small campfire, on a spit something was roasting rather nicely the scent awakened your stomach and boy did it growl loudly, so loud it halted conversations all around camp.
Movement out of the corner of your eye made you turn and look, your jaw dropped in utter shock, standing above you was a 6' 5" if she was an inch honest to goodness anthropormorphic lioness, her build was sturdy, big but yet lean musculature backing an hourglass figure that pornstars would kill for. Two strips of cloth crisscrossed her chest bound around two bronze rings. The female lioness also wore a short leather or scale looking skirt studded with studs along the panels, she had green eyes and a pink tongue and short black hair.
"Tyan ntanna waligo?" She spoke, a odd look in her eyes made you think she was sizing you up for the next spit roasting item.
"Hel-l-lo? Listen, do you speak English? I'm sorry but I don't know where I am...," you begin speaking.
"E'kta e'kta! Tyan juiju mamaweka!" She shouted over her shoulder the second part.
Somebody else moved into view, a younger version of the female, a child or sister perhaps, you weren't sure but she was lithe and strong looking as well. She set a dish in front of yor legs then retreated unafraid of you but watching predatorally just the same.
The larger more busty liones dipped her paws, yes paws, her palms still had the pads and her fingertips did too, into the bowl. Scooping its contents onto her fingers she pushed them to your face and bracing yourself for what you most assuredly thought was a dry rub or marinade, she annointed your throat and each ear then withdrew.
"Tyan ntanna weligo? Ty-Who're you young one?" She suddenly spoke in clear English...at least you assumed she was but the stuff she rubbed you with suddenly burned and tingled for a very brief moment, when it died down you gasped for a breath of air, looked her right in those eyes and said.
"Bwet'nagisu, tyan ntanna weligo polnnu somm R'srwtan Jonathan-fusa."
You blinked in surprise at the sounds you just made. Looking up at her she clapped her paws delightedly for some reason,
"R'srwtan Johnathan-fusa...Master Johnathan, you are expected here, welcome to the queendom of the pridelands! My queen wishes to meet you most eagerly!" She turned to the smaller version of herself, "Run to the capital tell Queen Nala of the Seven Prides that the Master Johnathan of the prophesy has arrived!"
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