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Pranc grunts in frustration and takes a rock out of his pocket and hurls it at the tree. Unlike his arrows, the rock hits the mark. Well of course I can throw a rock, who can't. But I can't really hunt with rocks so they are pretty damn useless. Well maybe I earned enough experience points for a level up in my archery, its just so low that I couldn't tell. Pranc walks back towards camp.

Another perk about being part lion: Sleeping while alert. With patience I can ambush anyone, that's why I'm still around. Mane begins to sleep with a single eye open.

Pranc walks out of the forest into camp and hands Mena the bow and some arrows. Archery is not my thing. He lays down exhausted. He manages to mumble good night to Mena before sleeping falling asleep.

Mane waits for time to pass. Alright, go time. Mane dashes through camp and shoves the pile of wood, and drops a canteen of water on the wreckage before running about 20 meters from the two campers. They won't be able to see their hands in front of their face. Unfortanately for them, Lions are nocturnal hunters. Mane lowers to a quadrupedal stance again and stays still. Patience is the answer, I have the situation in my hand. No need to get a p***k or wound from rushing anything.

I should wait for her to be unalarmed, but I want to hear a scream tonight. My work is usually too good to hear those damned ungrateful purebreeds scream. It isn't until afterwards that they do, and it isn't as convincing. Mane runs quietly straight at Mena. The embers arent enough to give her visibility, and she can't make a fire without disarming herself. He lunges at Mena's own dagger and pulls the blade out and rams into her with his shoulder using the full force of his speed and weight. He glances over at Pranc who is starting to nod into consciousness. Boys aren't worth the effort of dragging them there.. Mane picks Pranc up by his neck and slams him into the ground, rending him unconscious again.

The embers go out and the visage that attacked Pranc is now invisible again to Mena. Mane walks in a semicircle using Mena has a center point. How do purebreeds still rule the world when people like me are around? Oh well, they'll, well at least she'll soon learn her place. Mane charges in low to the ground on all fours at Mena from behind. With the full force of the speed he smashes into her legs, flipping Mena over him like a ragdoll. He then turns and pounces onto Mena before she can react, holding her biceps and subsequently shoulders to the ground.

She's too young for loyalty, I can't hold the boy hostage. I don't want to bruise her up either. Alright I won, you lost. You get to do what I say. I say you let me carry you to a different place, or I'll kill the boy. If you would to resist say so and I'll strangle you until you are unconscious. Also you can't see in the dark, I can. If you scream for assistance they won't be able to see in the dark, I can.

Money, really. Also I like the symbolism of purebreeds being put in their place. Mane lets go and stands up. He walks outside of her range and beings to speak again.