The lioness let out a snort as flies swarmed around her ears and rump. She let out a quick growl, snapping her jaws at the pesky flies. Letting out a whiff, she got up and walked over to grab a zebra yearling, continuously biting at the flies. She aat down and tore at the meat, irritated at the bugs.
"These pesky bugs" she groped the ground with her claws, attempting to calm down. "they're so annoying!" she let out. Huff, tearing another chunk of meat.