Story Of Motherly Love

Fiction On Odyssey: The Lioness

A mother will do anything for her children.


In light of Mother's Day that so recently passed by, this is a story made to express the appreciation felt for the wonderful mothers of the world, who make sacrifice after sacrifice for their kids, and there may be no better way to represent the ferocity and fearlessness of a mother than through a lioness.

The Lioness

The air trembled with heat. Above, the sky shone clear and blue, the sun broiling mercilessly in the great expanse. An airless breeze stirred up a tall funnel of stinging sand. The earth was cracked and broken, shriveling under the glaring sunlight.

The Lioness endured the heat, knowing she must. The sun bore down upon her broad, golden shoulders, and the burning sand bit at her paws, but she continued through the lifeless, unforgiving place. In her mind's eye, she was thinking of her young cubs, nestled safely in the shadows of a spindly grove of trees. Her heart ached at the thought of leaving them behind, but she had no Pride to help her hunt and protect them, so the task fell to her alone. Starvation was not an option. She would never let her cubs feel hunger drag at their bellies and bones, nor would let them suffer such unrelenting heat.

Onward she went through the barren plains, squinting against the blinding sun, scenting the dry, tasteless air with her nose and tongue. Hunger rumbled deep in her gut, but she wouldn't allow it to consume her. She had to keep a clear head. Her throat was burning, her mouth dry. The implacable golden rays had swallowed up much of the water. The drought was here, and where there was drought, there was no prey. She would find no luck out in so desolate a place. However much she knew this, she searched the savannah until sunset turned the white grass red. Heavyhearted, she admitted defeat and made way for home. Anger and fear followed her every step; outrage for her failure, fear for her cubs.

Dazed from the baking afternoon, the Lioness was relieved to spy her tree grove in the darkening horizon. A fresh flood of energy touched her weary bones at the thought of reuniting with her precious young ones. How they must have missed her! How little they understood all this! She almost broke into a canter, her heart yearning for them. And that's when she smelled it: the pungent, aggressive stench of another lion. The fur rose along her spine and shoulders. Fear froze her blood. The scent was male, and it was fairly fresh. He was alone and close by. The wind whistled past her, carrying with it the terrified cries of her cubs.

Forgetting her hunger and exhaustion, she surged forward, pounding toward the grove with fire pumping through her veins. There he was, towering over the three little ones. The Lioness could see the harsh bones jutting against the male's pale fur. He was gaunt and mean and hungry. Just as he was preparing to lunge, the Lioness slammed onto his back, throwing him aside. A splitting roar tumbled from her throat, brimming with rage. Her claws sank into his thin hide, ripping deep. The male hissed in pain, bewildered but angry. He bucked her off and whirled around, his glowing amber eyes dark with bloodlust. The Lioness bared her fangs and snarled sharply, shifting so that she stood before her cubs. Her yellow eyes dared him to challenge them again.

The male barreled toward her, all lean muscle and buffeting golden mane. The Lioness rose to meet him, lashing with her huge, flat paws and scoring her claws through his cheek. His weight knocked her backward, and she was suddenly lying on her back, with her belly exposed. The male instinctively lunged for it, but the Lioness struck his chest with her hind legs and heaved him away. She rolled to her paws and led the attack this time. She rammed into his flank with a butt of her shoulders and aimed a painful bite to his throat. She nearly gagged on the thick mane, but her teeth reached flesh and she bit down with all the might in her jaw. His agonized roar set her whole frame vibrating. He ripped out of her grasp and stumbled away, ruffled and bleeding.

The Lioness charged again, and he recoiled from her, his eyes shining with fear. He clumsily scrambled away and fled from the grove, his mane waving and tail lashing. She waited until his scent had faded before she turned to her cubs.

They blinked at her, wide-eyed with astonishment. Then they raced to her, purring happily and bounding on their little paws. She knew they would be hungry, so she wearily settled into their nest and lay on her flank for them to suckle. But the cubs ignored her milk and found a place to curl up beside their mother's head. The biggest of them began to lap gently at her cheek, clearing away the dust and grit. Gradually, the other two joined in, licking her ears and nose and forehead with steady, soothing tongues. The Lioness breathed in their beautiful scents and purred deeply as she finally allowed herself to sleep.

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8 Lyrics From T. Swift's New Song 'You Need To Calm Down' That Will Give Your Instagram The Strong Female Empowerment It Needs

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If you've ever experienced cyber-bullying, or if you ever feel caught up in our over-critical society, Tay Swift's new song "You Need To Come Down" is the song for you. While we live in a world with free speech, and especially as a journalist I am all for that, sometimes its best to think before you speak - or tweet. We should all try to be understanding and kind no matter what the circumstance, even if it means not clicking send on some Twitter rants. These lyrics are a friendly reminder to stay calm and focus on what's important.

1. "Say it in the street, that's a knock-out. But you say it in a tweet, that's a cop out."

If this isn't the call-out message of the year on cyber-bullying (in song, at least), I don't know what is.

2. "But I've learned a lesson that stressin' and obsessin' about somebody else is no fun."

We all need to remember at times that getting mixed up in drama isn't fruitful for our lives or growth.

3. "Like can you not step on my gown? You need to calm down."

Don't let the haters control you or stop you from living, just tell those voices to calm down.

4. "Why are you mad when you could be glad?"

Focusing on hate or being critical can be exhausting, and it's better to focus on the good things.

5. "Sunshine on the street at the parade, but you would rather be in the dark ages."

Show people that going into the light is so much easier than they realize when they are stuck in a drama-cloud.

6. "You just need to take several seats and then try to restore the peace."

Instead of trying to have the last word in every fight, try to be the peace-maker instead.

7. "Control your urges to scream about all the people that you hate."

Hate never made the world go 'round. Hate was never what Jesus spoke about. And some things just aren't worth using energy to yell at.

8. "But we all know now we all got crowns."

Don't be afraid to show that you are a princess and no one can take your crown.

This song is not just a collection of Insta-quotes, but also a call-out for all of us to live better lives, to remain a positive and uplifting human in this cancel culture world. By no means should we remain silent on important issues or let people get away with bad things, but we can choose to not get mixed up in petty drama that won't matter in a week. Let's agree to be kind to one another.

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Poetry On Odyssey: Loving Myself Without Help

people often act like you need relationships to be happy but do you?


Will Smith once said: "Her happiness is not my responsibility. She should be happy and I should be happy individually. Then we come together and share our happiness. Giving someone a responsibility to make you happy when you can't do it yourself is selfish." Too many times have I heard "I need a relationship to be happy and it makes me question what can be so wrong with someone that the need to depend on another random human for happiness? We have our own value and we need to find love within ourselves in order to love anybody else. This is a small poem I wrote on that.I had to achieve happiness from loving myself

Though I always thought it came from loving you

Though after years of chasing fantasy

Realized we weren't meant to be

And that I had to change my point of view

How can I go on hating myself?

And expect love from anybody else?

Cause if I don't have the effort

Let's be real I'm gonna get hurt

It's my own heart that probably will melt

I'm a pretty fly guy

When I dress to the 9's

If I don't show I care

Of course my freshness gonna die

So it's all in the push of my mind

My mind is a wonder

That'll have you sinking under

My thoughts don't just rain

They poor

I'm a valid individual

With so much love to give and more

I guess I can love myself without help

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