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Your stomach rumbles softly, reminding you that breakfast is a meal of the day that should not be missed. You turn away from the glorious vista and run down the jutting outcrop of rock, then skip as a you make a turn, preparing to launch yourself down the path to the grasslands. The lionesses dragged a gnu kill over by the rock yesterday! But as you reach the top of the incline, you remember being asked by your mother not to leave Pride Rock unless accompanied by an adult or Zazu. You pause there, hesitating.
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