The purple lioness pounced and Ukweli saw her life flash before her eyes. Claws raked down her shoulder which made her roar in pain and it also shook her from her frozen state. She wiggled out of the lioness' grasp and jumped away, darting forward to hide in the bushes. Her breath came in heavy gasps as she turned, realizing her attacker wasn't following her. Itra, a lioness she knew only in passing, had distracted her.
It gave Ukweli a few moments to inspect her wounds. They hurt, but they weren't that deep, thankfully. She doubted they'd scar enough to stop her fur from growing back. To her horror more sounds of pain and fighting started back up, and her own injuries were forgotten as she watched the strange lioness attacking her pride mate. It was enough to draw her out of her hiding place when the lioness broke Itra's leg, any ounce of bravery she had coming to the surface in that moment.
"Not nearly as badly as you," she said weakly, her belly touching the ground as she crawled over, hoping to avoid the other lioness' gaze. "Gods, I'm sorry I couldn't have helped." Ukweli wasn't a large lioness by any means, but she did pride herself on her sturdiness. She bumped Itra's side, trying to nudge her over so she could get her head under her. "I'll carry you. Just get up and lay over my back."
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