Once upon a time, there was an old lion named Lino. Lino had been king of a small feline community for some time. He had had a very good time as a king. He had never taken part in any hunting mission. Why? There were others to do the job. The king was the first to eat from the prey.
As he hadn’t hunted for ages, Lino became fatter and lost his hunting skills. He lost the loyalty of the members of the community. They thought he could not protect them any more and he just ate the prey and spent the whole day napping. Besides, the young lion, Boldin, had become mature enough to challenge Lino. Lino also noticed Boldin’s strength and began to worry about his chances of survival in the community.
“I guess, I have no chance with Boldin,” said Lino to himself. “I am too old to fight. I have a better chance to survive outside than get involved in a fight in which I will certainly end up dead.”
The following day, Lino sneaked out early in the morning. He walked and walked till he was exhausted. He lay under a tree to enjoy the shade while having a nap. It seemed he slept for ages. When he woke up he felt hungry. “What to do now?” He asked himself. “I am not sure if I can catch a small animal on which to dine. It’s getting darker and darker. Oh My God! I am really lost.”
Suddenly, he heard a noise. He stepped back and hid between the bushes. Soon he saw a hare. He jumped but the hare’s jump was much longer and faster. In a moment, the hare was many steps away from the old lion.The lion took a breath, wanted to speak but couldn’t. The hare was watching him trying to anticipate his tricky movements. The lion didn’t move but smiled instead.
“You look lost,” said Lino. “You are wrong, old villain,” answered the hare. “Have you lost your way to your kingdom or have they kicked you out?”
The lion felt embarrassed and tried to smile but couldn’t. He nodded and uttered, “You are right, my dear hare. I am an outsider now. I am so lonely that I long for a new friendship. Can you become my friend?”
“Are you kidding me, old villain? I have never heard of such friendship. I bet you are dying from hunger and want me to be your dinner. Besides, I don’t like to be called ‘my dear’.”
“Why are you so angry? We are just talking.”
“Why should I talk to you?” “You are as lonely as I am.” “I am always lonely. Why should I change my habits?”
“Don’t you feel pity for an old lion?”
“No, I don’t. I just feel afraid.”
“You don’t need to. I am too old for hunting.”
“That’s right, you look too old and unable to chase me but you are full of experience and so villainous that you are thinking to trick me into becoming your dinner…”
Suddenly, they froze as they heard two gun shots. After a while, the hare came a bit nearer and whispered, “Would you ask the hunter to be your friend?”
Those were the last words Lino heard from the hare.