The tour cart pulled away, but Thunderbolt's eyes remained fixed on it.
"Renee, was Thunderbolt just saying his mate was stolen by Blaze?" Faye Wyatt asked curiously.
"That's right." Renee nodded, quickly explaining Thunderbolt's predicament. She smiled and added, "He's not a fan of his new bangs."
Faye Wyatt's brow furrowed slightly. "So what's the plan? I can't imagine how his mane got like that in the first place."
Renee blinked. 'Honestly, I haven't figured that out yet.' What she'd said earlier was just to placate Thunderbolt.
The tour cart had already left Lion Park.
After they got off the cart, an idea suddenly struck Renee. "We could use a hairdryer to blow his bangs back," she suggested, "and then set them with hair wax."
"That sounds like a good idea," Faye Wyatt said, a hint of resignation in her eyes, "but I'm not sure Thunderbolt will cooperate."
