Taking the dead mammal in his maw, Calder began to drag it towards the Ravine Prison. Normally most people found this chore too cumbersome and ate most of the kill before delivering it. Calder, however, took it seriously. He could catch his own food along the way, while guarding this from other carnivores. Hopefully.
At the moment, he was glad nobody was here to see him. This was about the fourth time doing this, only just reaching adulthood. Still, despite a full mane there was still some room to grow. When he was little he thought he'd never become as large as the male lions he saw.
"Infernal... I should've just herded you to the ravine before finishing you." he muttered, frustrated.