The sun slowly peeked out of the horizon line, showing its shy brightness in little amounts.
It was a cold and beautiful morning, everything was cool, the breeze wasn't much and the sky was slowly brightening.
This looked like the kind of morning that would instantly lift the mood of all who woke up at this moment. This was the atmosphere that brought smiles to the faces of the thousands of creatures on the world of Eridoria.
This would have been the case if not that the air in a certain place was uncomfortably stiff and stale.
As the sun rose higher, a large three-meter-tall golden lion could be seen sitting casually in the center of a grassy field. The grass here was taller and most creatures could use it to hide, but the lion was just too big that the tall grasses looked like regular grass before him.
His clean pale golden fur swished lightly due to the wind. His dark gold mane kept on blowing to the side, giving him a regal and majestic appearance.
