leader 4/5
she seemed to paw at her temple. uhuru studied her, nostrils searching for the sickness or the death that was surely there. and yet -- nothing, only her own odd fragrances and the sting of doggish blood.
his nose was not suited for it after all. at last he stood and his tall maned shadow fell across her, the woman and her oddity mouth.
this moon might well burn them if they stayed. he had not processed its appearance; his feline curiosities were engaged fully in the other.
would another lion have remained? stayed? not raked her odd rolling skin with the hook of his claws only for the amusement of it?
his nose was not suited for it after all. at last he stood and his tall maned shadow fell across her, the woman and her oddity mouth.
come,uhuru decided.
get up and follow.
this moon might well burn them if they stayed. he had not processed its appearance; his feline curiosities were engaged fully in the other.
would another lion have remained? stayed? not raked her odd rolling skin with the hook of his claws only for the amusement of it?
