Night had fallen over the land as Giza stretched her paws and rose, her blood colored eyes sparkled in the moonlight as she rolled her shoulders, away from her own pride for the night she was hunting. Though for nothing special really, maybe a stray cub to drain of its life or something maybe a little more..interesting.
She started out away from the tree she had been sleeping under all day and headed towards what smelled to be a large pride. Hopefully she had found the land of the large lions of the firekin…their cubs were larger than normal and she was hoping that the rumors were true.
Alma rolled her shoulders as she walked the edge of the pride, something just seemed out of the normal for her, something continued to pull at her and call her to the borders. She had little desire to leave her home, for only the best came from these lands of her home, and she was the best.
Her massive paws left imprints in the sands as she prowled, her ears perked and listening for anything that would give her reason to be here, instead of sneaking off to find Houjin for the night, not that she was looking forward to a minute alone with him or anything.
Her tail flicked behind her now.
Giza edged closer to the edge of the pride before her sirens voice began to sing out “Come little cubs, I’ll take thee away, into the land of enchantment.” She let her voice carry out on the moonlight filled breeze, her voice was quite lovely really, gentle and seductive in her tones, she used it to catch her prey be it cubs or weak males.
“Come little cubs, the time has come to play, here in my garden of magic.” She continued into the nights air, hoping that some little, or well large cub was following her voice to its doom.
The song hit Alma’s ears like the cries of an alarm, her body stood rigid for a moment before her paws snapped into action and carried her towards the sound of the song. Who ever it was trying to lure their cubs away, was about to pay a hefty price.
It wasn't long before Alma found Giza singing her song, and the large lioness let out a warning growl, as she bared her fangs and hissed. “Leave witch.” She snapped.
She hadn’t seen the lioness coming and that had been a fail on her part, but as her own shackles rose she only let out a snarl in reply. She hadn’t thought about what would happen if a guard had actually been on duty but she generally found protection of cubs to be lacking…til now.
“Im not on your land, you’ve no rule here female..go back to your male.” Giza said with a sneer.
That was a greater insult to her than someone calling her stupid, and without warning she lunged forward, tackling the ebony and crimson female, her claws digging into her sides as her fangs into her shoulder.
Her head snapped back as she let out a yowl of pain, her legs buckling under the added weight of the larger lioness, her head swirled around to bite at Alma’s face before she flopped onto her side and tried to roll onto her back to break Alma’s grip on her.
Bringing up her back legs, Alma kicked her hind legs into Giza’s lower back as the lioness tried to roll on top of her, a growl echoed out as being on her own back was not something she enjoyed, breaking her hold she did her best to move away before Giza could make any sort of attack.
Giza spun around quick enough to sink her own fangs into Alma’s shoulder, who raised her massive paw to claw and rake at Giza’s eyes.
With a cry, Giza released her bite on Alma shoulders and jumped back several times to make plenty of space between the two of them, she panted as her own blood clouded her vision. “b***h.” She spat out as her tail thrashed behind her.
“You’ll get one more chance to leave, or I’ll rip out your throat.” Alma warned, her shackles high as her fangs stayed bared, her shoulder burned where Giza had bitten her, but it seemed the other was worse off than her.
Giza began to stalk back and forth, she wouldn’t sit still during another attack, but she snorted as she leered at Alma. “Aw, worried your little cubs are weak..” She taunted, as she flicked her tail and was careful of her movements, her vision was clouded by the pain and blood from the claw marks over them.
“Not a chance, our weakest cub could finish you.” Alma snorted, but she wouldn’t give the witch a single chance at them regardless, she lunged forward and swiped her clawed paw warningly. “Now leave.” She snapped.
Giza stumbled backwards, just barely missing being swiped by Alma’s paw. Her ears pinned back as she hissed in reply before she could ear the pride starting to stir behind Alma, and she took a single glance at the lioness before she slunk off into the night. “I’ll be back!” She threatened from the shadows as she went to lick her wounds.
Alma stayed where she was, her tail lashing out behind her as her fangs stayed bared out. “I’ll be waiting!” she said with a laughing snort as she heard the pride stir, her shoulders loosened slightly. The prides cubs would be safe for at least a month before that thing would try again, but if she was smart, which Alma doubted, she’d never try again.
But the fact she’d tried in the first place only made Alma nervous, but as guards came and she shared the events she was sent to see a medic to make sure her few injuries wouldn’t become infected, she couldn’t help but worry about her own future cubs. She’d hunt and kill the witch before then..
