I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E

So much for the lad calling for help, it was going to fight instead?  Well, good for it then!  Now Kione just had to make sure they both lived so the boy could share the glorious tell with friends and family.  Mmm, and hope the family didn’t take it poorly Kione was playing with his favored prey on their land.

The lion turned its head when its food attacked his leg, claws stretched out as he tried to grab the boy.  Kione lunged the front of his body in closer, teeth clamping down on one side of its muzzle, shaking his head, and ripping off a bit more flesh.  The lion’s attention was diverted and Kione laughed as teeth and claws came towards him.  If possible it was less than a hair’s difference with where Kione had been and the lion’s paws swiping the air.

Kione licked the blood from his muzzle snarling as he paid attention to where the boy was.  Not that the kid had done bad with his attack but Kione would have higher expectations of a companion watching out for themselves as an adult than the child should.  For this battle, it was Kione’s responsibility.  Hopefully, it was a kid worth keeping alive.  Then again, Kione did love pissing off and killing lions anyway.


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