Back in the den of the barren lands, Tumaini had went to sleep snuggled closely and comfortably against Busara as usual. Usugu was at the entrance of the den, a cool wind blowing his mane slightly. His teal eyes glowed in the darkness, as his thoughts of hatred and anger ran through his mind. He looked to the sky for a moment, looking for stars. They were difficult to see in the barren lands so he trotted quickly towards the hill and after several leaps was back in the Grass walled plains.
He laid down on his back, just gazing up at the sky, memories of pain and betrayal running through his mind. Tenga favored Tinashe over him. Tinashe favored Lesedi over him. Imani, the only one that showed him a hint of compassion in his times of angst, died in the name of him. He closed his eyes as he tried to suppress the pain he was feeling in his heart. His thoughts then lingered to what Lesedi had said about what his mother would think of him now.
Had it not been for Lesedi, perhaps Usugu would not have turned into what he was. All the problems he could feel that erupted, erupted from her very presence. Tinashe became fond of her, and chose her side over his in the end. Tenga also allowed Tinashe to go off free from his punishments a long time ago to help her get accustomed to pride life. Some punishment. Usugu had seen them playing every day that he was grounded. Not only did it break his heart to see his brother having such fun with another cub, but even more so that Tenga knew fully well that Tinashe was enjoying himself.
A familiar scent caught his nostrils, and he did not budge from where he lay. Lesedi had probably gone off and lied to Tinashe about what was said. He hoped his brother at least had the mental capacity to realize that had Usugu WANTED to kill Lesedi, he would have. That would be what kept Tinashe from attacking him at this moment. Usugu did not have the urge to attack his younger brother, but should he take Lesedi's side again, Usugu would have no restraint.