Hunt under the sun (open)

[Layla]

L A Y L A

The ground was dry and arid under her pale paws as she stepped lightly into the tall grass. She could feel the small pebbles and the dry dirt peeling off as she advanced gently lowering herself to hide in the yellow dead looking grass. Her vivid blue eyes had set there looks onto a small gazelle grazing not too far away. She had a feeling she was in a new territory but she was hungry, and she hadn't eaten for quite a few days. Her body was starting to feel very weak and she was starting to doubt she would be able to catch the beast if it started to run.

The summer sun and heat was pretty exhausting even for her pallid color. "first food then water then sleep" Her mind was calculating the order of importance of things. She took a deep breath and watched the gazelle lift his head up and prick his ears staying alert. She would pounce right when he least expected it.
Just like slow motion the gazelle slowly turned in the other direction, giving her a perfect perspective and she slowly neared closer to the creature. She knew she wouldn't be able to catch it if it started to run, unless she managed to get as close to it as possible.

The gazelle pricked its ears once more then not seeing any threat lowered its head to eat once more. The moment was perfect and her timing had to be too. She pounced at it, but unfortunately the gazelle started to run away and so she was forced to chase after it.

As it ran she took deep breaths and ran to catch up with it taking a last lunge in order to pounce on its back. The gazelle came down with ease and her claws and teeth bit into his little neck. The hunt was over now she could enjoy the meat.

[Marini]

MARINI

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Making her way through the arid savannah, Marini had not long eaten and felt somewhat full, although a little more would have been nicer. Still, she couldn't complain as it was hard enough to find anything at the moment and at least neither she nor the pride would be actually starving any time soon.

The rest of the hunting party had since settled back into pride rock, but not Marini as she loved to explore. She also had a lot more energy than the older females, and so hadn't quite been exhausted just yet. Still, she felt it best not to wander off too far this time.

Noticing a gazelle grazing in the distance, barely gave it a second thought as it munched away quite happily. That was until someone a little nearer leaped from the undergrowth and gave chase to the unsuspecting creature.

As the other pounced and chased after it, Marini was astonished to see that she had a pure white pelt! That was really unusual, in fact she had never seen, or even heard of such a thing! Curious, she padded off in the direction that the two had run off in, arriving just in time to see the final pounce. With her prey dead, the white lioness began to tear at the meat as if she had not been fed in several days. Marini wouldn't have been too surprised had that been the case.

As she continued to eat, Marini decided to approach. It probably wasn't the best of idea, in fact her mother had often told her as a cub that speaking to strangers was bad, but she was an adult now and would make her own choices. She padded over to her carefully and quietly, but well within the others field of vision. Attempting to appear non threatening, she smiled down at her.

"Hungry?", she enquired, although the answer was plainly obvious. Had someone just said that to her, she had no doubt that she would have come back with some kind of sarcastic quip. At least it was a start though!

[Kula]

KULA

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The blistering gaze of the hot afternoon sun blazed over the tall, dry yellow grasses of the savannah, as well as the chocolate brown pelt of a lion as it slipped through the grass, every now and then shimmering red.

She knew she should not be so active in the heat like this, as she definitely wasn't getting any younger, but the thrill of hunting had washed over her and given her a new energy. An energy the lioness had almost forgotten since she had gotten older, but the fire of rebellion still blazed now. Her goal was to finally catch something for her pride, even if her old friend Nala might frown upon it, as well as her own half brother, Simba. It was okay though, she could handle herself. Or so she thought.

Her amber eyes flashed as she saw a gazelle. It was the first creature she had seen in the Pridelands for a while, and she didn't plan to let it evade her claws. The hunger growled in her stomach as she lowered herself to the ground professionally and started to stalk after it. The skin and fur stretched over her acceptional muscles, not a breath leaving her lungs as she prowled closer.

She saw it alerted as it quickly bounded away; I'll catch it.. I will..
the thought chanted through her mind as she leaped from the cover of the grass and chased after it with all her leftover energy, though the chase was quickly cut short by a closer lion that took it down.
Kula slowed to a stop and lowered her ears, the flame of excitement snuffed out by disappointment. Would she ever get a chance to catch anything again?
A wave of exhaustion swept over her suddenly and she cowered down, panting. It wasn't the end of the world though, perhaps this lion would share. Kula took in a sharp breath and hobbled her way towards the other lion.. lions? Apparently there was another one.

She shrugged it off and stepped in the opening of grass they were in, her eyes studying the lioness that hungrily dug in to her catch, watching her white muzzle stain red. A white lioness, a strange thing to see indeed. Kula didn't recognise her, but instead of talking, she allowed the lioness to eat. The elderly brown lioness lowered on her haunches to sit on some of the grass.

Puffs of air still left her as she panted, closing her eyes as she felt a wave of dizziness. When her breathing relaxed she opened them again and turned to look at the other lioness, who was more subtly coloured.

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