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Alfred pranced giddily in a golden field, chasing a large beatle, despite being a nearly full grown lion. He was alone in the wide field, as far as he knew, having been sent off to go start his own pride. Him and his twin brother, Matthew, were both sent off to start their owns prides because they have come of age.

Alfred spotted a nearby lake and forgot all about the beatle. He bounded over excitedly and splashed right in the shallow water. He lowered his head and lapped at the water.

"Why are you in the water, you fool?"

Alfred took one last gulped and raised his head. He looked back at the disapproving lioness behind him and licked his lips. "It's hot?" He turned around to face her and wiggled his toes in the mud. The water was rather refreshing, but he didn't stand in too deep of water. The water only barely covered his paws where he stood.

The lioness scoffed and rolled her green eyes. "Was that a question or a statement? It's always hot here." Alfred's tail curled and he tilted his head. The lioness noticed and her ears flattened. "What?"

"Nothin'," Alfred muttered, stepping closer. "Just wondering what your name is."

The lioness' eyes widened and she blinked. Slowly, she sat down and curled her tail around herself. "My name? Why would you want to know my name?"

The male lion chuckled, trotting closer. "Well, why not? You seem interesting."

"I'm not interesting."

Alfred hummed, sitting beside her. "I think you are and I haven't known you that long. So, what's your name?"

She looked up at him, then looked back down. "... Alice."

"Alice," Alfred repeated, looking up to the clear blue sky. "That's a nice name."