Feline Meets Equine with some Canine on the Side.

Blasted cat... the dark maned lion had been just out of reach for some time. Every time that she thought she was close, it raced ahead again. Why was a mare following a lion, you ask? Because the big bastard had come to the Knoll and had eaten the bodies of the fallen horses from the coup. A lion that got the taste of horse flesh... well, it wasn't something that Asa wanted to have around.

Obsidian hooves sank into the red sand between the tall, bleeding trees. She walked the same trail as the cat, her own prints erasing the wide pawprints. Just when she thought that she'd have to run again, fiery eyes settled upon a tawny form sprawled in the shade of one tall tree. Perfect.

Wasting no time, the monochromatic mare raced forward, a war cry pulling from her throat as she made to trample the lion. It leaped out of the way with a snarl, turning quickly to try and swipe at her. Asa lashed back with hind hooves, clipping the swiping paw. The fight was on.




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