CHULANE
I believe that dreams are sacred
'It's true,' the vet assured the lion. 'I'm Chief of Agriculture remember, I know food,' he attempted to reason on a level the delirious man might appreciate - it was worth a try, anyway.
He shifted without hesitating, the man now smiling down at the luxere, who was greeted by Auni inside. Chulane did indeed have apples as well as cider available, and offered an apple each to Astra and Auni, before taking a large bowl and a jug of the cider out.
He took some apples with him too, just in case.
After he ventured back outside, he squatted before the lion, thinking back wryly to his time on Antarctica when he would take up a similar pose when observing leopard seals. Oh, how times have changed.
He poured the pale golden liquid into the bowl and set it before the lion. "Taste it," he prompted. "Apple."
He shifted without hesitating, the man now smiling down at the luxere, who was greeted by Auni inside. Chulane did indeed have apples as well as cider available, and offered an apple each to Astra and Auni, before taking a large bowl and a jug of the cider out.
He took some apples with him too, just in case.
After he ventured back outside, he squatted before the lion, thinking back wryly to his time on Antarctica when he would take up a similar pose when observing leopard seals. Oh, how times have changed.
He poured the pale golden liquid into the bowl and set it before the lion. "Taste it," he prompted. "Apple."
Take my darkest fears and play them
