Post by Tattered on Jul 24, 2009 21:52:31 GMT -5
Sitawi grudgingly tracked pass another large elephant skull. Every skeleton he passed, many with broken ivories and crushed skulls, each seemed to grow more in size. His sandy pelt glistened with sweat, his golden orbs gleaming almost if he had hidden a universal secret. His gigantic paws swept over ribcages and odd placed bones. The male lion had a reason to be here and while he crept closer to his target, the sooner he realized the end was coming to a near. His white canines shone as his maw was drawn into a murderous smirk.
Days ago, after the sudden disappearance of Katili, the prey of the baya clan were slowly coming in a well known extinction. With everyone pushing towards insanity because of lack of game and lack of water, every lion of the pride were swept into a mood of massacre and hatred. Sitawi’s auds flickered at the sounds around him; none of them from the usual. Mice pattering against the ground in search for edibles, the thunder clouds roaring in the distance, and himself breathing heavily as he picked his strides into a greater speed. The lion raced expertly around the maze-like graveyard and dodge sudden bones that were buried deep into the earth. Finally, after a long run, the muscular and mighty lion came to a deadly halt.
The sudden half caused his paws to burn. His breath short of air desperately sought for more. But as he attempted to breathe faster, the air smelt of poison and death. He merely grunt and took only a few steps before coming to a stop. His final destination. Before him stood a powerful tower of a of bones and dirt. Forged together into one, the tower held a very interesting character; one Sitawi need. One that will help him bring down the Jema Clan.
Days ago, after the sudden disappearance of Katili, the prey of the baya clan were slowly coming in a well known extinction. With everyone pushing towards insanity because of lack of game and lack of water, every lion of the pride were swept into a mood of massacre and hatred. Sitawi’s auds flickered at the sounds around him; none of them from the usual. Mice pattering against the ground in search for edibles, the thunder clouds roaring in the distance, and himself breathing heavily as he picked his strides into a greater speed. The lion raced expertly around the maze-like graveyard and dodge sudden bones that were buried deep into the earth. Finally, after a long run, the muscular and mighty lion came to a deadly halt.
The sudden half caused his paws to burn. His breath short of air desperately sought for more. But as he attempted to breathe faster, the air smelt of poison and death. He merely grunt and took only a few steps before coming to a stop. His final destination. Before him stood a powerful tower of a of bones and dirt. Forged together into one, the tower held a very interesting character; one Sitawi need. One that will help him bring down the Jema Clan.
