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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 12:07 pm
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If the distressed lowing of the cape buffalo hadn't called the Abaholi and any hungry females to dinner, the low roaring of the Brave group had. The huntresses had done themselves proud, the kill had been quick for such a large prey animal and all had eaten well from it tonight. The scrappy mess that was left now of bones and skin and hooves had once been a large bull. Even with five Abaholi who could come to take their rightful share they'd been assured a good meal from such a good kill. After they were done and the inevitable scavengers had taken their turn, time would turn it into just another skeleton in the Bonelands. Bleached dun amongst sandy savannah grass and dust. But for now it was theirs and they had well earned such a prize.
Asali crunched on a bone not because she was starving and needed the marrow within but because she enjoyed it. Her ears lay back as she broke it with her strong teeth, looking as far from 'pretty big housecat' as a lioness could get. The Umama licked her muzzle and looked about her calmly, pausing in her meal. The only thing that could improve this scene would be cubs amongst them, she thought, but they would come later if their Abaholi were worth the meat they ate. For now she was content with everyone having bellies distended by food.
The sweet marrow savoured, she left her bone and retired to relax a short way from the Brave group's kill. Naturally the Abaholi who had come were done and had been before the huntresses had started. As she set to washing the blood from her face and paws lazily, it was the other females she was waiting on, from her group and the others. Company was what she wanted.
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 2:06 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2010 8:05 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2010 8:12 am
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