The rogue army marched into the Flowing Stream territory.
"Give the cubs back!" Busajja bellowed. He unsheathed his long, hooked claws and parted his jaws to display his long, sharp teeth.
"Never! You turned our cubs against us!" Inaya said.
"If you refuse we will tear you all to shreds!" Isibanda warned.
"Ooh, I'm so scared!" Inaya mocked.
"What about we come into your dens, take you all down one by one and tear your entrails out and scatter them for the vultures?" Bendera snarled.
"Because we'll do just that!" Isibanda growled. Every rogue unsheathed their claws and bared their teeth. All of them growled, and some of them roared.
"We'll shred you all to bits until there's nothing left but piles of bones!" Nzinga yowled.
"Attack, rogue soldiers, show these filthy rats which army is the stronger!" Busajja roared. He and his rogues plunged down into the battle.
Fur flew everywhere and snarls filled the air.
Finally the pride leader shrieked, "All right, fine! Take the cubs!"
"Aww, are you really giving up that easily?" Keyah sneered. "I was anticipating sinking my claws into your throat!"
The leader growled. "Just take the cubs and leave."
Finally. The rogues had fought- and the rogues had won.