That's a whole heckin lion

Cannival was incredulous once more. "You? You took down a jaguar?" She grinned, turning her head to look at him and see if he was kidding. "No way. A little thing like you? I could step on you and-" She made a noise that sounded like a 'squish' with her mouth, which devolved into a chuckle. "You'll have to show me your hunting style sometime." Though it was a laughable mental picture, the lioness was indeed curious at how he managed to down a big cat. All she could picture was 30 tiny ninja wolves overwhelming the poor jaguar until it suffocated beneath their small fuzzy bodies.

"Well no, you wouldn't be on the ground." She continued. "I'd need you up high by my head, scouting for the people I'm avoiding so I can run if they might spot me." A sly grin. "But you'd have to be able to hold on tight, I ca n run quite fast." Once more she looked back to her fishing. The swimming blobs were all starting to look the same now, and Cannival thought decidedly that she wouldn't be having fish for dinner for many months after this. Once more her face dipped into the water- with less enthusiasm as the other attempts -to try to catch a fish.