by Scars Mate » December 30th, 2012, 4:28 pm
Sevvy remained motionless. His eyes were fixed in the large lion in front of him, and he knew instantly that he was the one who had hurt Jela. It took all his will power not to run and attack him. Instead he focused on the pride; they worked as a unit- take the leader out, and they fall. He glanced at Jela- her features were frozen in shock and fear. He kept his eyes trained on the rival lion. Though he was big, Sevvy was almost the same size. His muscles weren't as large as his, but they were where it counted- in his legs and arms. However, Sevvy had one thing he didn't- Jela. He would be sure to go for Jela first, so he would wait for his moment to strike. He glanced down at Jela again.