Welcome to the first episode of The Story of the Lion.
This production has been brought to you by the tireless efforts of the Whitespire Theatre Group, and the endless support of the Bramble Family Arts Endowment.
Lets go now to a time where memory no longer recalls the species known as Homo Sapiens. Humanity takes on a new form as anthropomorphic animals, creatures walking on two feet, standing upright like those that once populated this planet.
Under the ever persistent haze of light, surrounding by stone and metal monoliths towering ever onwards towards the bright blue skies, these creatures pass on familiar white pavements, walking aside and past one another as the din of motor vehicles pass through congested streets.
Wolves in suits talking on coms about exciting new business prospects abroad, Goats and their kids walking past, not even a glint of hesitation or primordial fear of the predators in their midst. A bull and their cow, a vixen and her ewe. Mice towering over cats, and rats huddled in bunch talking about the who's who. This is a very different world from what you and I are used to.
But let's reel it back in, for on a red Metro bus passing by, hidden behind dark glass, and the latest holo ad for his pleasures, is the subject of our tale, lets meet the lion... Hale is his name. Not much to look at, this Hale, slightly overweight, a tad taller than most, his dull brown mane tied back into a knot. His attire saying more to his career than his personal tastes, dull purple scrubs, clearly a nurse by trade.
His bright golden eyes, looked down lazily at the screen in his paws, his well manicured claws softly tapping on the surface as he scrolled through the latest messages...