(Note:Second chapter has been edited where Rocky tells his name to Bob. Hope this clears any confusion.)

John Bershall knows how dangerous Rocky is in the wild as any lion would be and Rocky knows how mean this man can possibly be. The teenage lion looks out from the big dark gray door with some see-through glass that had been broken upon his hurried arrival. The air smells to be off not the right kind of 'off', plain....uneasy.

 "Kido,do you have any enemies?" Bob asks, following after the lion.

 Rocky looks down towards the mouse.

 "John did not like me, not at all," His eyes gazed down to the floor. Rocky sighs, remembering their first interaction between each other that didn't go quite  smoothly. In fact, it went bad.  "Where do most lions come from?"

  Bob's ratty-dark eyes did not show confusion towards Rocky.

   "Africa." He walks over to the lion's paw. "It's a far, far, far away land." Bob saw a speck of light twinkle in the lion's dark green eyes and his face told the rat he wanted to go home. The home he hadn't been to in several lion years.   

   Rocky cleared his throat.

  "I want to go home." Rocky turns himself towards Bob's direction.  "You have the best sense of direction...do you?"

  Rocky's eyes are so priceless Bob had to try helping this lost lion, even if it may involve lying in front of a lion's face. He could do many things that may seem impossible for one lion and one rat, aimed at going to Africa. The intelligence of animals have been proven for  fact they are smarter than humans such as dolphins and whales.  Notably Chicks are smarter than humans after they have hatched from their eggs.

    "I do."  Bob nods. "We just need to get on a ride to Africa at the air-port without anyone noticing you are a lion."

  Rocky's eye-level  lowered towards Bob.  "Lions roar, humans can only hear our sounds."  Rocky mentions, referring to the wall of speaking between animals and humans. The Parrot could be an exclusive exception to this since they are able to speak and some dogs were taught to speak.

 "Mice squeak, I talk." Bob told Rocky, getting on the lion's back. He hears sirens coming towards their direction.  Anyone in the world of animals knew humans made problems only bigger instead of solving them as they had claimed to be capable of. "Now run through the streets before these pesky humans start doing something dangerous!" 

   "So I am supposed to run through that door?" Rocky asks, referring to logic.

   The mouse glared at him.

 blaara aaaaa rinng zzinggaaaa

   Rocky tore through the door as Bob hanged on his fur.  The Police cars swerved to the side of the road attempting not to hit the teenage lion who jumped on one of the Police hoods and leaped onto the roof of a house. The officer got out speaking on something small and black that is connected to the vehicle. His paws wrecked the roof-tiles flying out everywhere into a nearby swimming pool  and close by garden.

  "Rocky!" Bob shrieks. "I'm feeling sick!"

  The Teenage lion is being followed by other vehicles. such as animal control and some back up Police cruisers, including a light gray Honda has joined the chase. The lion recognizes the license plate. He runs faster. Rocky jumped to another roof that still has Christmas lights up but his mind regarded the twisty lines bumping against his paws as simply the roof-tiles felt against his paw. The  wires tangled up around his back hind legs.

  He didn't want to stop.

 "Rocky!" Bob screams. "You got tangles!"

 BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM

"With non-use-able Christmas lights!" The mouse finishes as Rocky landed on the hood of the gray honda. 

   The sheer power from his paws made ripples in the metal  swarm up towards the window shield knocking down the wires of Christmas light down from his legs all over the window shield. Right behind it is John Bershall who looks to be gaping at Rocky's newly acquired strength. Fear is seen in the man's eyes. That's exactly what Rocky saw through him, then it turned into anguish or probably jealousy towards The Lion. Rocky darted off to the forest being chased by the vehicle who had no will to stop.

   Not at all.

 "What's up with the human?" Bob asks, seeing the powerful riveting  vehicle bump into street signs.

 Rocky leaped over a slide where  a child was about to go down right at the nick of time for the child to hear a small voice originate from the top of this animal. The child sat awe eyed at the event like lollipops.

 "He hates me." Rocky replies, landing at the other side of the slide. He continued running far from the vehicle that dodged the playground. "Why, you ask? I got more attention from the old Lady than anyone who stepped foot into the house. Not my fault she likes felines. She could have had a Tiger or panther other than me."

  The Lion skid into a forest and disappeared from human sight.