The sun was setting in the west.
Until evening, the female lions returned.
Their fur was messy and their bodies were full of wounds. Their bodies were covered in grass and mud, and they looked haggard.
Out of the five cubs, only two were left.
Lars and a small female cub named Gigi were lucky to survive.
The other three cubs were nowhere to be seen.
Clearly, they had been eaten by the baboons.
The two female lions who had lost their children walked in the grass with sad eyes, smelling the lingering scent of their children.
Aisha and Xi'er ran under the tree and were frightened by the dead old baboon. They looked up and saw that the three young cubs were standing on the tree safe and sound, looking at them.
"Roar!"
The two female lions called out from under the tree, their eyes filled with love and relief. They called for the three of them to come down, as if they wanted to personally check if they were really okay.
