Powder Blush

Powder Blush had been wandering the plains for weeks alone and hungry before Melody had found her while on a hunt, the lioness had immediately been taken in to the pride and looked after as if she had always been there.

Powder was, of course, incredibly grateful and had been a loyal pride member ever since.

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The lioness quietly stalked a Buffalo that was all on its own. She creeped up to it and was hidden in the brush, it was a large beast that had been injured by a poachers trap, that would be to her advantage.

She leapt forth from the undergrowth and latched onto the animals back, it startled trying to buck her off making noises of panic and pain. Her claws held fast, ripping into flesh and fur like razors. Her teeth sunk deeply into the neck of her prey, the red juice flowing freely into her maw.

Soon it's cries were quelled calmed by the embrace of the silent God. She said a prayer, ever faithful, "We thank you for this opportunity to feed and live another day." She mutters as she clambers off of her giant pray. Another successful hunt, the pride would be pleased.

She worked tirelessly to get it to the pride's den, and huffed laying by her kill as she made it to the mouth of the largest den. Feeking 1 walked out with wide eyes, "You caught this all by yourself?" He asks shocked. Powder had only the strength to nod. Feeking smiled and nuzzled her gently, "Well done." He murders, before calling the cubs forth to eat their fill first.