In the deepest part of the jungle lived a lion and his name is leo. The animals froze in fear.What was that? asked Tim the tiny monkey, hiding behind a bush.Could it be the legend of the Roaring Beast? whispered Zoe the zebra, her eyes wide with worry.The Roaring Beast was a creature the animals had only heard about in stories. It was said to be big, scary, and lived in a distant mountain, far from the jungle. No one had ever seen it, but everyone feared it.But Leo didn’t look scared at all. There’s no need to panic, he said, standing tall. I’ll go and find out what’s happening. If this Roaring Beast is real, I will protect us all.Leo set off through the thick jungle, past rivers and tall trees, determined to find the source of the rumble. As he traveled, his friends followed from a distance, worried but trusting in their fearless leader.As Leo reached the edge of the jungle, he saw the towering mountain ahead. And at its base, a huge cave where the sound seemed to be coming from. Without hesitation, .  It was tall and covered in thick fur, with sharp claws and glowing eyes. But as Leo looked closer, he noticed something strange—the creature wasn’t angry. It looked...sad.I don’t mean to scare anyone, said the creature, its voice softening. I’m just lonely. I came down from the mountain because I have no one to talk to, and I’ve been alone for so long.Leo smiled.