[Yepperdeedoodles. xD]
Chaltuu stalked among the plains, her lanky form starting to fade as she had begun to find food to nourish herself. Her russet-red fur rippled across her shoulders and her green eyes were narrowed. Her jaw set tautly, she tensed her muscles and lashed her tail, as she swatted away a bothersome gnat or fly or mosquito. The puny, annoying insects always buzzed around her ears. Sometimes, the irritating bugs got themselves tangled in her fur, which she could tell anyone first-paw that they were not fun to pick out of her unkempt, ruffled pelt.
The red-furred lioness sniffed the air, taking in the scent of a herd of antelope. Not many, just five of the hoofed creatures. There seemed to be one baby, two juveniles, and two adults. She'd probably take down one of the juveniles. It was in her "moral code" to not harm infant animals of any sort. An adolescent was different.
[By the way, you don't need to type a lot if you don't want to. xD I just like to type a bunch of stuff, but I lose my muse pretty often, hehe. ^^]