The Legend of the Death Sisters [ private ]

[Kipekee]

"This other one, eh, I'm gonna play with her. Ey, lil' ball of fur?" Rangi purred, the cub shivering in fear.

[Zoketi]

Kuruka's upper lip curled as she flipped the cub she had over and leaned down to nip at it's face. She batted it over, then back again, as if playing with a clump of grass like a ball. Her grin widened slightly as she continued the rough tossing and then let the cub lay limp for a moment, too stunned to move. She watched it, considering what next to do.

[Kipekee]

"Just don't kill it. It's MY toy."
She picked up Kopa's corpse and started to drag it, wrapping her tail tightly around the other cub, and it followed just so it didn't choke.

[Zoketi]

Kuruka lifted her head. "You want this one too?" she chuffed, kicking it towards Rangi and rising up with a quick shake of her brown fur. She glanced around, then continued to whack her charge forwards. "What are you gonna do with them?"

[Kipekee]

"One is for you, one is for me. That simple." She retorted. "Don't let Mrs.Talk-my-@$$-off take them."

[Zoketi]

"Kay..." Kuruka twitched her ears, continuing to roughly roll the cub forwards like she was pushing some inanimate object instead. "What's the plan? Or, what exactly are we doing with them?" she rumbled lowly, yawning.

[Kipekee]

"I dunno. Play till we're bored?" Rangi mumbled.

[Zoketi]

Kuruka lifted her head with a slight sniff. "Right. I didn't know if you had anything specific in mind." she rumbled, twitching her tail. She lowered her head and snapped at the cub, who had by now stopped fighting against the lioness's kicking.

[Kipekee]

"Alright, ya little doormat. Come here." Rangi growled, grabbing the cub, lifting her head, then throwing it to the ground. "Ooh, yeah. Do that on some rocks, break some bones... hmm."

[Zoketi]

Kuruka twitched an ear, glancing over towards her sister. She smirked ever so slightly as her violet orbs flicked back down to her targeted cub. She lifted a paw and pressed down on the cub, allowing her claws to dig in slightly so pricks of blood appeared. She then lowered her muzzle and pulled at the cub's ears, tugging sharply and biting down hard with her teeth. The cub cried pitifully.