Barfight At The Buffet

The west was pretty in a fateful sort of way. When the sun rose at just the right time the arid landscapes were awash in beautiful color. When the sun hit high noon everything seemed barren, hot and not at all pleasant or worth traveling through. Yes, here she was again. Jynn was hoping to find more interesting lands but so far all she was doing was running up her appetite. Not a good thing for a single hunter.

Thankfully, the Good Spirit smiled on her and she arrived at the border of a lush valley. She immediately took a drink from the nearby stream before setting about hunting. She didn't have much hope of bringing down large prey. Rabbits and rodents were more her speed. Her large ears easily detected movement and in a moment she was off after a rabbit. What would've been a simple hunt soon became more complicated for in racing after the rabbit she was forced to skid to a halt as the rabbit dove into a den not far from a group of young male lions feeding on a large buffalo. Immediately a male with a tawny mane got to his feet and strode toward her while licking his lips. Well, shit.