Lioness Softens
The change was subtle but clear. The lioness’s growl turned into a low purr, rough edges smoothing out.
‘She trusts him now,’ someone whispered in awe, as if speaking too loud would break the moment. Jake’s patience was paying off, a bond forming right there on the savannah.
His bravery was like a beacon, guiding us through this storm of nerves and uncertainty. We watched, feeling the hope blossom in our hearts, fragile but impossible to ignore.