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Mizaku pounced at another vulture, but it flapped it's large wings and flung him off. It was like they were robots, and were ordered to finsih this kill before anyone else could get it. Mizaku let out a loud shrieking roar, hopefully to scare them off. A few of them flinched, but the didn't seem to mind.
"Pesky little termites!!" the leopard hissed, "Get! Off! My! Kill!!!" Mizaku didn't want to give up, but he was starting to doubt they'd ever move. His ears flattened and his tackled another large bird.

Mizaku pulled his paw back in shock, sitting where he had been thrown off another vulture. He cringed his eyes and braced for impact. After being pushed backwards and rolling over, he shook his head and sat up again.
"...Ciyari?" he said slowly with a half smile, "...Ciyari! ...um...sorry about the other day...I didn't mean it..." Mizaku looked down at the ground, a little ashamed. He brightened up again and pointed his nose towards the eland.
"Look! I caught that eland! Hodari helped to and we finaly did it! But now those stupids birds won't get off..." the leopard growled slightly as he stared at them, "Can some of that eland meat make up for yesterday?" Mizaku's tail waved low to the ground as he awaited her answer.

Crap, this is the third time within two days that she's done that. Ciyari pulls herself up wearily from the dust, glaring meaningfully at the dirt. She doesn't want to be that closely aquainted with it. She shakes herself, still looking quite dazed as she gazes at Mizaku. She stares blankly at him for a moment, her head still ringing and his words taking awhile to penetrate. "Oh." That's not really appropriate, so she gathers herself together again. "Oh, that's okay. You caught this, you an'...who?" She looks quite cheerful now, interest spreading over her features. "That'd be great...s'long as Laio can have some, too," She says, looking over to the cheetah cub. "It's really big," She adds, glancing happily at the eland. "You guys must've had to be really tough to take it down." Hey, a little extra flattery certainly can't hurt.

Laio grinned cautiously. Scaring birds she could do! "I'll help," she offered eagerly, smiling at the prospect of some food, even if it was only nearly fit for hyenas. Dashing incredibly fast toward the eland carcass, she nearly tackled the large vulture that was perched on its head, yowling loudly. Roaring was something she just couldn't do. As that one fluttered off offendedly, she spared a glance sideways to see if the others where helping, and another glance to see if there was a bite she could snag anywhere.

"True, true. I wouldn't think why they would yell at you for it, it was fair game." Ciyari cannot see a preybeast as being a 'he' or a 'she' - it's an 'it,' and 'it' is good food. "Black cub?" She querries, looking rather put-out. All these new felines on her territory! She'd best either get to know them and have them realize her position as princess of the so-called 'Riverstar Pride,' or else push them out of her territory. But if they stay, she'll have to think up a good excuse why her 'pride' isn't anywhere to be found.

"We can help with the birds!" She chirps, brightly, then goes at them with a will, snapping at feet and necks as she goes, a prompt little whirlwind of silver with the idea of a decent meal in front of her.

((*zooms in*))


::Hodari's eyes fluttered open slowly, the greyish cub groaning as he rolled onto his back, legs kicking at the ground. He had gone and fallen asleep in a small bush, hidden from the rest of the group, inwhich he had been with the other day.::
::The lion cub lay there quietly, red eyes gazing up at nothing, an exsausted look upon the young cubs face.. Why did his stomach suddenly hurt?::
::He sat up slowly, stretching out his limbs, hind legs first the front legs. A loud yawn fell from his lips as he staggered out of his bush, glancing at the trees.. Which...tree had Mizaku been in? He.. oh great! He was back at square one! Completely lost.. all the trees looked the same to him!::

Liquid form poured over a low-hanging branch, a young leopard lay, watching the jungle around himself, lush foliage catching his attention for a moment, before being surpassed by a fat caterpillar inching along a leaf.
Kitambi's eager mind was today idling in his home, rather than soaring through the skies in searching of adventure, as he usually was. He was daydreaming of his latest plot, to capture a forbidden fortress, and find a kidnapped princess, incurring great rewards. The cub was, in short, a dreamer.