Scruffy Lioness (needs name please suggest something that suits her!)
Peach (elderly pinky lioness)
It was a forlorn night. The rain cascaded down from the heavens as Scruffy
trudged through the squelching mud, whilst morbid thoughts circled her mind, forcing her to remember the grotesque sight of her mother, mangled by the barbarous lions of Damanai Rock. She was out to get revenge, especially on one lioness in particular, the one who controlled it all....
"Peach," snarled Scruffy. "Why give such a name to a brutal person like her?"
When her eyes fell on the withered face of Peach, she immediatly sprinted towards her at full force. Then, just before her hit, she was stopped by the pride. Were they expecting me? Scruffy thought as several lionesses pinned her down.
"Ahh Scruffy, how nice to see you......alive,"
"You murderer!" Scruffy screamed.
"That's my job," the elderly lioness replied, a sickening grin crossing her face.
What does she meen by 'job', excactly? Scruffy wondered.
"Y'know," Peach continued, " cannibalism is my specialty!"
Scruffy's jaw dropped. She felt a mixture of abhorrence and ferocity fill her body. With that, she lept from the clutches of the lionesses and roared at Peach. She knew that if she killed Peach then she would be digging her own grave. Too many lionesses surrounded her at that point. She then swore she would return to finish what had begun that day and corrupted that night....
Damanai Rock was all I could think of!
Don't even mention the title! 
I drew this picture for no reason at all so sorry if the story doesn't entirely match the scene.
I hope you like it! If you rate, please consider the story aswell as the picture.
Peach + Scruffy belong to me (c)
