The Past That Haunts

Kuubi sighed heavily and let her paws lead her across the earth, away from the other cubs as she often wandered. She wanted to find them all some food, but all she could think of was how she'd failed her sister. She let out another sigh and sniffed away the tears. "Oh my sister, I have failed you and for that I am sorry." She said to the air as she stared up at the sky, as if she could see her sister through it. How could she just abandon her kin like that in a time of such dire need? She was a terrible lion and she tried hard to make up for it every day.

Focus on the hunt, she told herself and lowered her body to the ground as she spied a big, fat lizard. Behind it was a few other lizards - possibly it's female companions, possibly it's children. She didn't care, they needed food. She lifted her rear end into the air, her tail low behind her as her eyes narrowed in on the lazily moving lizards. She wiggled her butt slightly and scraped her claws against the earth as she waited for the perfect moment. The lizards had failed to notice the cub hiding within the tall blades of grass, and within a moments notice she'd soared through the air and her paws had landed on the big one. Before the girls could scatter away, she slammed her back paws onto them and held each lizard in place. She showed no regret as she slashed her claw through each one. She moved them into a pile and smiled proudly at her work - but she knew it would not be nearly enough to feed them.

Kuubi wished that she was big enough to catch a big gazelle. She remembered once that she'd captured a baby gazelle, but that had only been once and it had just been laying there, sleeping. She felt horrible when she did it. She moved around and rolled a large rock over to the lizards and hid them from view with the rock without crushing them. She didn't want some vulture stealing her catch. She looked around and walked around, sniffing at the air. She saw a flash of white and whipped around and saw a hare. She crouched down, her stomach fur brushing against the earth as she moved into attack position again. A hare would be the perfect thing to feed their little stomachs. She propelled herself through the air, paws out-stretched as she captured the hare and let out a growl of success. She sank her teeth into it's neck and carried it back over to the rock, dropping it down and looking at her findings with pride.