I shall name myself. Yes, I, the little daydreamer, with no power to call her own, will invoke the power of a name. Born as a Lion. Monstrous as a lion. lost as a beast is in a cruel world. No longer will I be a daydreamer. Now I am a lost lion cub. I have named myself Curious lion.
To be true.
I am little. As am I feeble. No pride to call my own. But I am a beautiful creature with an attractive mane. Giving off a faint glow of pride and ambition. Wishing to grow to a fierce and prideful lion with no shame for being so. A cowardly lion will one day gain her courage.