Alright, al-RIGHT! Today was a big day! Bega'd been chillin' in the rogue lands with quite a little posse of babes he'd come in contact with. He was big and handsome and impressive as hell--they'd flocked to him, of course! Most were first timers away from their families and more than happy to take comfort in his apparent survival-savvy-ness. Of course he wouldn't dream of admitting that this was technically his first trip away from home, that'd spoil his whole image! And boy, he sure did like havin' such nice gals around. And for the most part he was able to ignore the naggling voice of his mother in the back of his mind, scolding him.
Today the girls had whined about being hungry, and begged to see a hunting lesson. Well Bega might not be a female, but he could sure do for himself! He was a firekin, gosh darnit, and he could do anything. He'd reassured his little clique and left them sunning on some rocks with the promise of a show.
Full of pride, he'd sauntered out towards a herd of passing wildebeest. They'd looked at him like he was mad and then ignored him. All part of his big plan to psyche them out! He pretended to be uninterested too, sauntering around and flaunting to the ladies. If all went well the beasts would think he was just being a show off, and not a threat. Once that happened...well, he'd tackle the legs right outta the beasts and they'd never knew what'd hit them!
"You ready, ladies...?" He asked himself.
