Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20170317023235/@comment-26108027-20170409034948

In the center of the circle, a slave owner is beating a lion senseless. Every time the lion tries to fight back, the owner just cracks the whip in his hand. The lion himself is maybe six feet tall, his golden coat scarred but still shining over rippling muscles. His tail is long and whip-like, the small red tuft of fur matching his voluminous mane. His massive black claws dig into the ground as cuts open on his back from the whip.

His intelligent bronze eyes are clouded with pain, he looks almost rabid as he struggled to remain standing.

The onlookers laugh and jeer, throwing trash and empty bottles at him.