by The Lost Gremlin » Mon Aug 01, 2011 12:19 am
Back on the move, the lone Lioness prowled along the ground, skimming it with her belly. She was travelling like this because she'd caught the scent of a small Antelope herd. Not overally hungry, as she had gnawed on the Zebra that had been left from earlier, but if there was an unguarded calf around it might just tempt her.