Snippet #1747758

Jack paused in her steps as she was called out to by the older lion. She gulped and turned, looking more carefully through the dark. She took a few steps towards the pond, but stopped at the edge of the tall grass. She clawed herself mentally for forgetting about covering up her scent. She poked her head through the tall grass for a second, but quickly backed back into the grass. She looked around and, luckily, spotted a tree near the pond. She trotted over to it and climbed up it, going to an empty branch so that she could be seen. She didn't want to risk getting chase for hiding. She crouched on the branch and looked at the two lions.

She gulped again and stared at the two, not knowing what to do in that situation. Should she talk, wait, or run? They all had their ups and downs, but she decided to pick the third. She jumped down from the branch, landing in the mud, and quickly ran off towards the spot she usually hung out at near Pride Rock until she had to leave. She would still do what she usually did if she could, which was hang out and watch Pride Rock and the stars until the Prideland hunters woke up. She hoped the mud would cover her scent and white marking so she would be totally camouflaged into the night. She ran as fast as she could, though she knew it would not match either of the two lions' speeds.