Run!
This is what Huni was internally screaming at himself. His ears laid flat against his head, lean body propelling himself forward as fast as he could. Surely that lion was just inches behind him, claws at the ready! So close to ripping him in two. Luckily Huni was used to running. After all, he was pretty much constantly running from various crime scenes. Sometimes he got away, sometimes... well, that was why he had number scars over his body. None were too bad, but he was used to it by now.
Finally, after what felt like hours, he was able to stop. He didn't smell or heard the lion behind him... He must have gotten tired of chasing him. Which was good, since the wild dog would surely be in pieced by now if otherwise.
Victorious, Huni sat down and put his prize on the ground, panting heavily. His sides heaved up and down, and his muscles burned... But it was so totally worth it. The adrenaline high he was feeling right now was the reason he lived for. The reason he continuously stole things. Anything he could get his mouth around! This time it had been a scrap of meat from the lion's latest kill. It was a small morsel, nothing to really cause a fuss over... He'd have to eat more later, but man... did that meat taste good.
