The Lion of Dawn

The lion.. crafted from magic, stood upon his leader, with eyes as blue as daylight and a creamy white colored pelt. He was small of course, he was a cub. But power shone in his eyes as they did the black lion. The Black lions name was "suronda" a mighty name. He was fit to teach this white lion the ways of power and magic. The white lion followed the moves, steps, instructions all given to him, by his creator. Fire balls, ice storms, earth quakes, all spells he councered from the help of his creator. He looked his creator in the eye and asked "Father, i have grown, defeted and shown my own strength to you. What is my first mission?" His voice was as deep as night and he had a tone of gratitude. His creator responded immediatly with the same voice as the white lion "my son, do not worry.. you will find out your own mission, it comes to you through heart, and observstion. So keep your eyes open!" The black lion was stern with warning. The white lion bowed with faith for his creator and understood the path. Though what would be the destined fait of this magic lion.. what will dawn give him?