The lion succeeded embarking on the airplane, mysteriously unnoticed by the personnel and by the passengers. Its skills are unquestionable. After laying hidden under two unoccupied seats in the business class for the time of the flight, at arrival it ran out of the aircraft and out of the airport's building area, last seen jumping over a fence and disappearing in the direction of the city.

It wasn't the only one to pass through such dangers in order to come to me. Many others have arrived here before. They live in the park in front of my house. A pack of lions too intelligent and too large to be apprehended by the city's civil protection. Moreover, their peacefulness and non-hostility to the citizens did not call for the use of armed forces against them.

It is true, we don't always stay here. When called, they follow me faithfully and would give their life to protect me, and sometimes even did. When I call them, they hear me no matter the distance between me and the pack. When I shout for their support, I hear the reply of their roar across the city and in moments they arrive beside me, to protect me, to help me, to jump high in violent attacks towards my enemies.

I sometimes take them with me just for the fun. They walk a little behind me, faithful, always watching out for potential danger, throwing fearsome glances to anyone who dares be too close. And when we don't walk, they carefully hide themselves in the environment, remaining unnoticeable until called again, or until it is time to move once more.

And I like this. I love them. They are so faithful and protective. And many times I stop for a moment and look behind, just to see them follow me, growling silently, affectively in a way. They are there for me. Always ready. Like my little army. Like friends.

[Like Antlions](for Valy, who is my friend and who recommended the lions to me)