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Watching the elephant strike out and grab a lion made Tahir quick to loosen his grip. He slid back to the mud, huddling over himself and watching with slick-green eyes as Amali grabbed the creature by the throat. Good. Thank the gods. Let someone do away with this beast. Someone else happy enough to put themselves in striking distance of that powerful trunk.

“Do it,” he hissed,” Quickly.” The elephant had to be exhausted, but Tahir could not relax until it was properly dead. He bared his teeth and snarled, eyes gleaming. His tail, for once, thumped with glee against the earth, slicking with mud.


Lani’s ears swiveled, but she had returned her gaze to the elephant’s face and refused to look away. If it was going to die, she would give it the honor of watching him. Of knowing her part in this. She wouldn’t allow herself the respite of looking away. She rolled back to her haunches and lowered her head, tail wrapped around her hind paws.

“It doesn’t seem right,” she said, a hitch in her throat,” He’s already suffered so much. We don’t even know who he is.“

Saiorse almost immediately regretted her coarsness when another came, begging for the life of the elephant. One of their own. It had been a very long time since she had seen a truely good heart like that. The lioness approached Lani, shaking her head. "Sometimes there is no other way. He left us no other way, and Some times, one must do bad things to protect the good." Being nice felt odd, awkward and clumsy to the brutish lioness. "...You did a good thing today, we all did. Don't forget that."

Shari simply seen weakness in Lani. Seeing her show sadness for the elephant she shook her head. The elephant was dangerous and there was no way around what was done. She turned from the female and the elephant and walked several feet away before she turned back around and sat down. Her heart was hardened to death and bad deeds she was unaffected by the death. She was even a bit sore she had not been the one to give the elephant the final blow. The next task running through her mind now was harvesting pieces of the elephant to take back to her pride. She just didn't know if any of the group would let her while they were present.

Lani wagged her tail softy and Ndege’s approach. She rose to her paws to greet the other wild dog, tucking herself against Ndege’s side, as if in attempt to hide her own body from this cruel act. Her face was turned into the other’s dark fur, but Lani’s bright eyes still appeared over Ndege’s shoulder, affixed on the bull. One ear pinioned toward the lioness, Saiorse.

“No… no I won’t forget.” She was certain of it. How could she? She’d killed to eat before, of course, everyone here had. But that was life, for life. She had never killed another being with any other intent but to fill her belly.

This was different. So very, very different. Lani didn’t feel like she’d done a good thing, today.

“No excuse for killing,” she repeated from Ndege, burying her face in the other’s warm fur,” At least… at least he’ll be with his family again.” That was something, some small condolence, Lani could hold onto.

Saiorse laid down where she stood, her broken ribs searing. She needed some rest before she started the long trek home. She watched as that brown lion approached. Wasn't he a healer? "Oi, healer, there's a cheetess up the path. She probably needs you more than we do." The pink lioness's voice was thickly grumpy. It was all she could do to keep the pain out of her voice. "She was crushed by a tree, and I fear she may not last long without help." With that the lioness closed her eyes, more ready for a nap than she had been in a long time. Still, she wasn't sure why, but she kept her ears open, paying attention to the words going on around her.

Stuck in his own little world, Amali seemed oblivious to Lani's shouting at him or the support his actions received from the rest of the group. He stubbornly held on to the beast's throat until he couldn't hold on anymore, finally sliding down to the ground numbly and he sat there until the sound of An gasping for air drew his gaze and he seemed to snap back to the moment they were really in.

He had done it, killed the elephant. Not alone, no, but he had delivered the final blow and in time to prevent An from being severely injured. He could review how he felt about the actual death of this beast another time, for now he was glad it was over and everybody was safe.

He returned An's nod and offered a small smile to his sister- and once the healer approached he retreated back to where Endesha stood. As things began to calm down, his body began to ache, telling him of just how much effort had been put into this chase and battle.

Mtalia settled on a branch above the group after the beast had fallen. Whatever was the cause of his rage, she was unsure, and doubted she would ever know. His death did not rattle her, not even a little. She looked to the distraught wild dog, but kept her thoughts to herself- mostly they included how one such as her could survive out there. Killing for justice was just as necessary as killing for food. The beast before them was a nuisance and a clear danger to any around it- it could not be allowed to continue as it was.

Hopefully this event would restore tranquility to the greenwood forest- it would certainly bring life to the area. Scavengers and those who were hungry would find a feast here for a few days at least.

The lammergeier turned her attention to the newcomers, particularly the brown lion. Something about him seemed different- perhaps just that he had a calm wise air about him. Above all, Mtalia set and observed what would happen next, grateful that the forest was more safe now.