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A Disastrous Beginning

By: poniesrule101 October 2011

CH. I Smoke Smitten

The small young cub let out a cough, it echoed through the eerily quiet den. The darkness swallowed all the light until it was dimly lit in a mask of gray.

He shuffled and let out a mew of fear, calling out to his mother. He called again and again.

No answer.

Letting out a fearful yell of a mew, he sneezed and blinked his eyes open. The cub, a mere five days old, his tiny body was covered in dark gray cub spots. A few rocks slipped down a rock face, which had once been the entrance to the den. There was a shove, grunt and larger rocks slid into the den, sending out a massive cloud of dust that filled the cave. A young lion toppled in after the rocks, the space he had entered from gave more light in the dark den. The teen lion coughed before glancing up and looking to the nest of newborns. He leaped to the side of the nest and began to nudge two of the cubs. His expression turned grave. He turned to the next cub, a male, nudging him the cub let out a sneeze.

The youngling squirmed weakly and feebly as he was lifted from the warm nest, smoke filling his young lungs. He tried to open his eyes only to clench the closed again as his eyes began to water from all the smoke. He coughed feebly as the young male carrying him began to climb back up he rock face.

He was shoved into the light outside as the lion pulled himself through the narrow entryway. The cub squeaked as he was placed on the cold rock by the young males paws. The wind sent gusts of smoke and soot at his small face.

“Rue! What of the other cubs?” a lioness exclaimed as she bounded over the stone ledge towards the teen. She leaned down to the cub and licked some of the soot from his fur, her gaze never leaving Rue’s own.

The male, Rue, shook his head. “I only checked three, Nia.” He sighed, looking to his paws. “Two of them were dead…” He paused, looking to the cub Nia was cleaning. The youngling’s fur was white although it was currently covered in black soot. “Even if the fourth had been alive….. I couldn’t have carried them both.” He replied, head down as he fought back tears.

The pale yellow lioness stood. The wise older female towered over the young teen, his mane only just running down the back of his neck.

“Take him Rue.” She flicked her tail at the bundle of white and gray. “You must save him. Him at least.” She urged before leaping from the rocks.

The white cub’s gaze followed her as she streaked to the ground, only then did he see the horror around them.

The forest that had always surrounded the territory was bright and ablaze, the trees burned to tall black sticks in a fiery red and yellow ocean of heat. Dark black smoke rose from the fire, along with from the cave they had just left. His large blue eyes turned to the hills as a roar erupted from below. Wherever the fire had not consumed the undergrowth lions and lionesses fought furiously between themselves. Roars and snarls filled the air as they tore at each other.

Rue leaned down to the cub, pulling his horrified gaze away from the battle. “It will be okay, baby brother.” He nuzzled the cub sadly. “But we must go.”

The cub wriggled in vain as he was lifted in his brother’s jaw, he squeaked feebly before giving up and staring around himself in fear.

Rue bunched down and launched himself from the rock and down into the fight below, he landed into a full sprint as he dashed to the only part of the forest that lay untouched by the fiery wisps that licked towards them.

The cub looked around himself as he was catapulted through the battle. He caught a glimpse of his mother and let out a loud cry as she fought. He watched as she reared, a rival lioness on either side, she swatted down onto one of the lionesses’ skull. She fell, never to rise again. A large rival male lunged at her from behind the fallen lioness with a snarl, biting down on the cub’s mother’s throat. She thrashed violently before her body spasmed and went limp, her gaze looked straight at her cub as he watched her before glazing over. Her throat covered in oozing blood as the male shoved himself off of her and joined back into the fight.

The cub bean to wriggle violently, sending distressed, screaming mews to his fallen mother, the roars of battle drowned out his cries as Rue rushed onward, almost at the gap.

She wouldn’t have heard him anyways.
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I'm so mean to poor Dizzy!! D:
I am quite happy with the pic, Rue's mane turned out quite well, altough the quality did die a bit lol
This is my first background so please be nice.

So anyways, this is the first chapter to Disaster's story.
Enjoy.

Disaster, Rue, Nia: me
Story: me

Description
A Disastrous Beginning

By: poniesrule101 October 2011

CH. I Smoke Smitten

The small young cub let out a cough, it echoed through the eerily quiet den. The darkness swallowed all the light until it was dimly lit in a mask of gray.

He shuffled and let out a mew of fear, calling out to his mother. He called again and again.

No answer.

Letting out a fearful yell of a mew, he sneezed and blinked his eyes open. The cub, a mere five days old, his tiny body was covered in dark gray cub spots. A few rocks slipped down a rock face, which had once been the entrance to the den. There was a shove, grunt and larger rocks slid into the den, sending out a massive cloud of dust that filled the cave. A young lion toppled in after the rocks, the space he had entered from gave more light in the dark den. The teen lion coughed before glancing up and looking to the nest of newborns. He leaped to the side of the nest and began to nudge two of the cubs. His expression turned grave. He turned to the next cub, a male, nudging him the cub let out a sneeze.

The youngling squirmed weakly and feebly as he was lifted from the warm nest, smoke filling his young lungs. He tried to open his eyes only to clench the closed again as his eyes began to water from all the smoke. He coughed feebly as the young male carrying him began to climb back up he rock face.

He was shoved into the light outside as the lion pulled himself through the narrow entryway. The cub squeaked as he was placed on the cold rock by the young males paws. The wind sent gusts of smoke and soot at his small face.

“Rue! What of the other cubs?” a lioness exclaimed as she bounded over the stone ledge towards the teen. She leaned down to the cub and licked some of the soot from his fur, her gaze never leaving Rue’s own.

The male, Rue, shook his head. “I only checked three, Nia.” He sighed, looking to his paws. “Two of them were dead…” He paused, looking to the cub Nia was cleaning. The youngling’s fur was white although it was currently covered in black soot. “Even if the fourth had been alive….. I couldn’t have carried them both.” He replied, head down as he fought back tears.

The pale yellow lioness stood. The wise older female towered over the young teen, his mane only just running down the back of his neck.

“Take him Rue.” She flicked her tail at the bundle of white and gray. “You must save him. Him at least.” She urged before leaping from the rocks.

The white cub’s gaze followed her as she streaked to the ground, only then did he see the horror around them.

The forest that had always surrounded the territory was bright and ablaze, the trees burned to tall black sticks in a fiery red and yellow ocean of heat. Dark black smoke rose from the fire, along with from the cave they had just left. His large blue eyes turned to the hills as a roar erupted from below. Wherever the fire had not consumed the undergrowth lions and lionesses fought furiously between themselves. Roars and snarls filled the air as they tore at each other.

Rue leaned down to the cub, pulling his horrified gaze away from the battle. “It will be okay, baby brother.” He nuzzled the cub sadly. “But we must go.”

The cub wriggled in vain as he was lifted in his brother’s jaw, he squeaked feebly before giving up and staring around himself in fear.

Rue bunched down and launched himself from the rock and down into the fight below, he landed into a full sprint as he dashed to the only part of the forest that lay untouched by the fiery wisps that licked towards them.

The cub looked around himself as he was catapulted through the battle. He caught a glimpse of his mother and let out a loud cry as she fought. He watched as she reared, a rival lioness on either side, she swatted down onto one of the lionesses’ skull. She fell, never to rise again. A large rival male lunged at her from behind the fallen lioness with a snarl, biting down on the cub’s mother’s throat. She thrashed violently before her body spasmed and went limp, her gaze looked straight at her cub as he watched her before glazing over. Her throat covered in oozing blood as the male shoved himself off of her and joined back into the fight.

The cub bean to wriggle violently, sending distressed, screaming mews to his fallen mother, the roars of battle drowned out his cries as Rue rushed onward, almost at the gap.

She wouldn’t have heard him anyways.
________________________

I'm so mean to poor Dizzy!! D:
I am quite happy with the pic, Rue's mane turned out quite well, altough the quality did die a bit lol
This is my first background so please be nice.

So anyways, this is the first chapter to Disaster's story.
Enjoy.

Disaster, Rue, Nia: me
Story: me