Tiger Journey [SHORT STORY]

Chapter 3: Hunting Gone Wrong

Dawnzy ran over and peeked over a large stone. The stone was warm and made her wanna sleep. The sun was just reaching up in the sky, and the gazelle were just waking up. She knew this was super close to the Quake Pride territory (a lion pride) but was very hungry by now. Besides. They didn't own it.

She skunk down into the tall grass. Her pelt blended in nicely until she wasn't even visible. She could see the gazelles dead ahead. She crept closer and closer until she could pounce. . .

ROAR! Shouted a lion as it pounced and killed the gazelle closest to Dawnzy. "Hey! That was mine!" Dawnzy growled.

The lion shrugged. "Hey outta my territory you pest," He growled.

"This doesn't belong to the Quake Pride," Dawnzy pointed out. "So it isn't yours."

"Who said I'm in the Quake Pride?" Laughed the lion.

"You smell like them," Dawnzy growled.

"At least I don't smell like farts and dead fish!" The lion defended.

Dawnzy lashed her claws down the lions face. It roared in pain before bolting off. "That's what I thought you dumb hairball!"

She sat down and started to eat the dead gazelle. It tastes very good for her. After eating it, she dragged it off to a tree. Now would be her chance to get the bad lion. Maybe with this bait at least. . .