Luna sits alone, every lioness her age has had their cubs…but not her. The lioness huffs as the male tries to mate again, her snarling at the lion as he huffed and trots off, Luna staring at her family growing without her. The lioness tucks her tail besides her, curling up as she looks at her over sized claws, flexing them. The lion use to get picked on for them when they where cubs, but now they are seen as a helpful tool for hunts. Luna gets up and walks to a certain tree, claws scratching into the ground as she calls up, seeing a bat peak it’s head out as he flaps down, giving her a upset look “this is the….third time this….week” the bat says spaced as Luna pushes a small pile of beetles “it’s ok, check again, it must have worked this time” she says, her voice full of hope as the bat signs taking the beetles into his grasp “I’ll check..” he said, as he put his large ear to the lioness belly, as she laid to the side, looking to the stars with hope. The bat spends extra time, hoping for a sound for the lady but getting none as he signs pulling back “I don’t…sense anything dear…” he said as he looked at the beetles, slowly handing all but two back “here…” he said as Luna stared at the beetles and growled “no, no you must be wrong!” She roared as she ran off back to her pride anger in her eyes as she pasted around, eventfully retiring to the hunters den, her being alone as the rest are in the nursing den, angering the lioness more .
As the morning sun arose, Luna got up, picking the nesting material from her overgrown claws as she walked out her den and into the daytime skies. Luna trotted across the way to pass the nursing den, hearing the mews of new cubs causing the lioness to sign and continue her way, hunting for the pride alone today. The lioness groaned as she pulled a large Buffalo by its leg, trying to drag it back as she stumbles across some purple plants that catch her eye as she drops the leg and sniffs the plant. “This…this is the plant!” She yelled as she quickly ate each purple flower she could, chasing it down with some of the fresh Buffalo as she continued to drag it afterward. Luna happily went into the male lions den, rubbing against him, giving this another shot.
Luna laid on her back as she purred, paws up as she stretched, her belly large from months of caring young, sure she was behind, but better late then never. Luna sat up as her name was called by the male lion, her smiling at him as she saw a strange look in his eye as she tilted her head, the male snorting and walking off, leaving Luna confused. As the month went by, Luna had finally been due, giving birth in a late afternoon to three cubs, two of witch sadly being stillborn as she mourned and licked their tiny and unmoving body’s, realizing one had been alive as she frantically licked the cub, it finally mewing as her tongue got caught on a sharp part of the kit making her head rev back, her Taking a look to see that the cub bared the same mutation she had as she beamed and nuzzled the baby, the sadness of the stillborn still there but numbed by the survivor.
The first few days where easy, luna loved her living kit and had named her hope, watching the cub slowly start to move and play a bit, luna always keeping a watchful eye. One day the male lion walked up to luna and hope, him glaring at the cub with a distain that made luna shift in place as he softly grabbed the cub by the scruff, and had started to walk away with it without saying a work, luna getting up and in the males way “where are you going with hope?” She asks curiously as the male bared his teeth “none of your worry, move” he said, luna hesitantly moving as he watch the male lion walk away with hope, luna waiting before tailing them from a distance as she followed the two for a while until the male stopped in some bushes, luna couching down and hearing a horrifying commotion, a loud snap, and silence, luna smelling blood in the air as her eyes with narrow, seeing the male stand, blood now covering his muzzle. Anger, sadness and anguish flowed in luna as she charged at the male, clawing at him leaving a cut on his face as she roared out “what have you done to my cub!?” She hissed as the male bit at her, the two getting into a scrap. Luna had been pinned, using her paws to push the attacking male back, her accidently sinking her over sized claws into the males throat, him coughing up blood and falling into the lion, as she kicked him off panting as she stood, her white belly stained in blood as she rushed to the bushes to see a small cub, head tilted and eyes dulled as it laid lifeless, luna curling around the cub and licking it for hours, hopelessly trying to fix the broken neck of the cub
night fell, luna had Buried the cub as she knew she had been gone, spending hours there, eventually walking back to her pride with a emotionless, and dark look on her face as she walked besides the nursing den, hearing chatting mothers and playing cubs as she slowly walked in, eyed narrows as she heard a couple of gasps of horror from her pride mates “Luna are you ok” “what happened!?” “Oh my!” She heard as her eyes suddenly went to the size of pinpricks, suddenly attacking the cubs of the mothers, the mothers reacting fast and attacking Luna. A large fight ensured, cubs dead, wounded and fleeing as Luna had been teamed by 5 lionesses, her breaking free to be able to roar “IF I CANT HAVE CUBS, NO ONE WILL!” She screamed as she attacked a lioness that had been distracted by the death of a cub of hers, using her large claws to easily slice her throat, her falling apon her dead cub as luna grinned turning to the other four, two charging at luna and two running off. Luna had took the two on head on, pinning one to be knocked over by another, her sharing a familier fur patter “why luna!? Why!?” She cried as luna growled and used her very sharp back legs and kicked her off, cutting her stomach as she did, luna standing over her as she placed her large paw on her throat. Luna stared at the lioness below, her claws cutting into her throat a bit before another lioness pushed her off, luna stumbling, growling and turning and running off into the night.
five months went by, luna had obtained face paint as well as a cape from her latest raid, her sitting as she heard someone come behind her, her spinning to see a lion that seemed odd as she glared tense. “Hey hey relax..” the lion purred, luna confused, this looked to be a lioness however…”are you a male?” She asked as the lion before her nodded with a smile “names drol! I know I look funny, I was born this way” he said, luna looking at her claws as Drol did to “those are some pretty claws you got there” he complimented, luna looking at him with shock. “Really..?” She asked as Drol purred “yea! Actually…you may fit in with us..” he said quietly coming up to luna inspecting her, luna able to see unnatural white patches in the males fur as she blinked in shock, her feeling Drol lick her ear as she growled suddenly and swiped at him, cutting his face as he jumped back, his face cut “don’t bother, I can’t have kits, the bat said I’m infertile” she said grimly, Drol giving her a sad look but recollected himself “it’s ok..” he said quickly as he thought holding a paw out “can you still join us…?” He asked as luna looked shocked “still..?” She asked as he nodded “you’d fit in nicely..” he said as she smiled a bit and went by his side as he nuzzled her “also…I know of a something that can help that” he purred as Luna looked off. “I’m familiar with it as well.. I just don’t think I’m ready..” she said as Drol nodded as the two walked off, his tail on her back “it’s ok, I will wait until you are” he said as she smiled, feeling more at piece now.
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Overgrown Claws 
Overgrown Claws 
