Under the thick cover of a hazy day, Calypso stalked the savannah. The lioness kept her sleek body low to the ground, ever aware of what prey beast lay ahead. She wasn't out for a hunt; just the sport that came along with it. For a warrior, it was key to keep yourself at top speed at all times, even times of rest.
So when she found herself alone in the grassy plains, Caly did what came natural to her. With her muscles rippling underneath her fur, the lioness leapt out of the grass, and only in mid-pounce did she realize that her target had turned into a lion.
