The team captain charges onto the court, his teammates close behind. He has a determined look on his face. The teams follows so eagerly, trying not to step on one another's heels. The captain makes a layup perfectly, the crowd roaring in appreciation. A broad smile breaks out on the face of each of them, seemingly as on. The adrenaline kicks in and the whole crowd feels the energy. The room becomes deafening as the team plays up the home crowd before the opposition can come forth.
The pride leader stalks ahead of his pack, treading softly. He's all about stealth. The whole pride moves quickly and quietly a respective distance behind him, tightly formed as a whole being instead of individual creatures. Their leader goes in for the kill and is successful. The being surges forward, shaking out their manes and snarling impressively. The onslaught begins and the kindred feeling surges through the unit.
