"I just, I can't believe it!"
A little red lioness who was visibly distressed could be heard in the forest talking out loud to herself.
"Why couldn't I watch cubs again today? And why did they keep reminding me to actually catch something? Just because I don't most of the time, doesn't mean I won't this time. Why do I have to be the one to go hunting.."
Her words dwindled down to loud mumbles, with a recognizable words here or there. She was a lightweight, but still did her best to stop as loud as she could down the small trail she was making in grass.
"That's right... hunting is what a huntresses does."
realizing that making all that noise was counterproductive to her goals, she stopped in her tracks and sat down. Letting out a sigh she began talking out loud again, this time speaking much quieter than before.
"Mom, I'm sorry. I should have listened better. I have no idea what I'm doing." Her head bowed down and she went quiet, never had the usually bubbly lion ever felt so lonely in her young life.