Lion cub
For tranquility meant that the wildlife was thriving, undisturbed by human interference or predatory threats. Yet, life held surprises, and on one such regular outing, Mathew’s world transformed. He found her nestled amidst the tall savannah grass, a lion cub not older than a few weeks, her amber eyes filled with fear and confusion. Abandoned, lost, her tiny form trembling with cold and hunger.
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