by Iri » July 10th, 2014, 5:12 am
"He doesn't mean to be disrespectful," Gamba assured him. He watched as Hondo and the female confronted each other.
"Well, my cub needed a place to train," the lioness said, looking with a sneer down at her cub. The cub was shaking, her skinny legs wobbling as she looked at Hondo, cowering behind her mother's leg. She peeked out; she was bleeding from where her mother had probably scratched her.