Eyeshadow

The days were getting harder, food scarcer, the vultures... Oh dear any god above the vultures, they watched, waited. It was one thing Eyeshadow could appreciate from these birds, their patience and above all else, their strong preservation. There was a odd beauty in it she thought, their eyes had a sort of intelligence, ancient and wise... They had seen much death, they tasted it and they weren't stingy on the age or decay of the meat either. They were skilled in their craft of survival and to her, that was beautiful as she herself desired to survive... But with the lack of food and cubs getting hungrier and hungrier, her fragile mind had snapped at an idea as she stared back at these clever survivors... What if she could make a deal with them? It was twisted, the insanity licking at the recesses of her brain as she conjured up a vile idea, starvation making her eyes wild and looking for a reprieve from the hungering torture. Cubs, their innocence, it wouldn't be a loss, neighboring lionesses could easily make a new heirs for their Kings when times were not so harsh, but this was the here and now and she had her own pride and cubs to tend to... A deal was struck, sacrifices were made, and she and her pride reaped the benefits of creating a contact with the sky... Even if her King didn't care to put himself in such a twisted mindset, even he could not deny the benefits...