FILLED MY MOUTH UP WITH ITS BLOOD | open ; hunting

The lioness was tired, drained. It was more than she thought it would be. Being leader. She hadn't prepared as much as she wished she had been able to and it was like there were so many things she needed to do. Things she needed to plan for. She still hadn't managed to go to the Typhoon yet. They needed to know of Aurum's passing as well. She felt they were the closest of their allies even if she was not all too trusting of them. Slowly she moved out of the home she shared with Arrow when the smell of blood and gore reached her. The woman paused as the scent spiraled and rippled with the smell of her beloved, sending the hair on her spine straight up. She would go mad if something happened to Arrow that much was certain and so she wasted no time in moving toward the source. Her worried was evident on her face for only a small moment till she realized that although banged up Arrow was okay. Blood and vicera clung to the cheetah but what she saw was a dead corps of a gator as well.

The idea that her girlfriend had been able to take down a cousin of Cipactli's children made her eyes widen. This was proof of great strength from her home and her tail lashed back and forth. This was something to celebrate and be praised for. "She should see Moth." There was a pleased hum in her voice as she stepped forward and attempted to nuzzle Arrow gently. Blood never bothered her. "This is an amazing accomplishment. She is proud of her for bringing it back. Ah, she can make her a gift from it!"