Chapter four: The Funeral
Kiara and Kovu's daddy came to his funeral. "*sob* he was only 10 when *sob* he *sob-sob* died." said Kiara. "I know." said Kovu's father.
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"Let's put his belongings there!" said Kiara. "I agree." said Kovu's dad. ROARrrrr!! they roared.
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The next day, Kiara gave birth to a new cub. His name was Theodore, because his whiskers were bluish-white-and-black.
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This is a picture of Theodore.
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2 comments:
Poor baby lion!!(
Wow, Stella, you sure have been busy! Congratulations on your surprise-filled book! I especially loved your energetic and expressive drawings. I bet someday I will see YOU presenting at the Anderson Children's Literature Festival.
Your friend,
David
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