Towering over them you stared down at them with menacing intent, if they were smart enough they would back off, but glaring back up at you they had little intention of doing that.
"Get lost fleebag, we aint scared of fighting you"
Suited you just fine, stupid or not they were the prey and your a pred, a hungry one at that.
Straining to look up at you, the lioness said nothing trying to retain her sense of haughty self pride but yet didnt turn away from you.
Bearing your fine white teeth, your stomach gurgled loud enough to be heard by all the rooms occupants empathising a point, ignoring the fact quite a few of the guests had turned to watch this unfolding fight.
There were only three of them, pity, wasn't going to be much of a fight.
Giving a loud roar of delight you sprang apon them.
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