The One and Only

The ladies were watching him and he knew it. They watched him a lot.

His golden hair billowed in the breeze; he gave his head a slight toss. Give them a little something, he smirked to himself.

A yawn and a stretch, posterior raised in the air, let them admire, but don’t appear too keen.

Being the only male, there was no competition. Life was good.

The females stood one by one, turning away from him.

Wait, what was happening?

Where were they going?

In the distance, he heard a mighty roar. Well, it was good whilst it lasted.

WDYS Prompt – Lion Image by Arleen Wiese

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99 Word Story

Originally written in response to Sadje’s What do you see prompt #153

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