The Pride Days (IC): Hurt

The Pride Days

As Dyna neared the camp of the River Pride, she got more and more uneasy. Hyenas surrounded her, promising no escape. Scar, the cruel mistress of the hyenas, took the lead. Her blue raven eye shined in the coming moonlight that was slowly rising over the horizon. Nightfall was approaching and her clanmates would greatly worry when Dyna's absence was noted. They entered a clearing where many lions and lionesses laid.

At the end of the clearing was a large cliff-like formation which a lion stood on. It overlooked the flowing river that was black with the night. Standing on the ridge was a lion with a black mane. He had reddish brown eyes and on his upper mouth two sharp fangs came down and were exposed above his lower lip, but only a little. The entire right side of his face was scarred, he had been in a terrible incident as a child. Little did Dyna know what exactly had happened. Standing beside the lion were a beautiful lioness and a male hyena. The lioness must have been his favorite, positioned as queen.

"Bow before King Saber!" Scarfang cruelly hissed at Dyna and the other hyenas. They quickly bowed, Dyna however flattened herself on the ground afterwards.

"My king!" Scarfang spoke. "I have found this lioness of the Ridge Pride hunting on your territory!" said the hyena woman with a menacing smile at Dyna,

Dyna would have spoken, but she remained silent. She was one of the more spineless members and often was frowned upon for it. The lion turned around. Saber had a smile on as well, very wicked.

"Well, you know the penalty for hunting on my land" said Saber. He gave a giggle of iniquity. He glanced over his shoulder at the black and blue river and then back at Dyna. He stepped aside and motioned for her to come forward. Dyna got up slowly and peered over the ridge to glance at the shores of the river. Upon the shores stood several mangled, torn apart, lion skeletons. She gasped in horror. Before she could turn around and run away, or speak for that matter, Scarfang pounced and pushed her forward. She quickly was tossed over the edge and fell many meters downward. When she fell, she heard a hard crunch and a pop as she did so. She had broken something.
She fell in very shallow water, the moldy skull of a lioness stood next to her. She glanced over to see the snouts of several reptilian water-dwellers arising from the black murky water.

Saber smiled as many vicious snarls and a few screams followed, rustling and pouncing took place below and within the bites of over thirty hungry crocodiles, Dyna was dead...

"My king, after killing so many of their people, don't you think Ridge Pride will confront us soon about their missing kin?" asked Scarfang.

"I am certain they will. In fact I would expect this to be the blow that makes them come to ask us questions. Gather my patrols, the Ridge Pride warriors will be looking for this one tonight. Make sure they do not pass my borders" said Saber.

"Yes, your highness" said Scarfang, walking back behind Saber. She leapt onto a huge rock and howled into the moonlight. A dark, evil howl emerged from the hyena's lips. All of the hyenas that stood in the camp began to run as fast as they could to gather in front of her, when they were all together, she viciously lead them forward into the night.

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Star glanced around at the lionesses, a few of them began to stand up to tell him something.

"Is everyone accounted for?" he asked.

"We can't find Dyna anywhere!" said one. Star looked at this one with worry and confusion. "Not again" he said. "This is the fourth one this week. Jali!" he shouted. His son approached from under a bundle of tree limbs. He pushed through some bramble and found himself face to face with his father.

"Yes dad?" he asked. "Go get your brothers and set up a search party for Dyna. We can't loose so many warriors in one week" said Star. Jali nodded and abruptly shot back where he came from to gather the rest of the males.

Zanita trekked across the landscape, alone, wondering where the carrion she had smelled was located. Even though she could smell it, she wasn't really using her nose. Instead, she relied on her powerful night vision and hearing. She could hear for a longer distance than any other predator she had knowledge of. Her auditory senses exceeded that of lions and cheetahs. At the moment, she could sense that a jackal had found the carcass, and was licking up the scraps. She would have to chase it away when she got there, to salvage as much meat as possible, but even if it had licked the skeleton clean, it was of no issue. Zanita could easily digest bones.

As she climbed above the ridge, a far distance from her Clan's territory, her dark, almost-black pelt glinted in the moonlight. She looked much like a baby of her species, younger than she really was. However, this did not disguise her dominant stature, and greater size compared to other hyenas. Her fur was sleek and clean, and her eyes, reflecting the stars above, glowed as two silvery-white disks. She did not make any noise, and was instead silent. She had entered the territory of a lion pride, by the scent, and she was not familiar with them. She knew very well that she was not welcome, but she was not hunting their prey. She was merely searching for leftovers. However, being that she did not know them, she did not know what the penalty of intruding would be.

Scarfang sniffed through the air in the middle of a high grassed forest. Up ahead were the fields and her hyena children were racing towards it. She picked up the smell of a stranger. She was older and her smell was a bit off key, but she detected an unknown hyena somewhere close. She howled an alarm signal to the others and hey took off.

They quickly entered the field were they also smelled a few male lions nearby coming at an alarming rate.

Jali and his brothers, about five all together, made it into the field. Jali sensed something odd and uneasy about this field now. Earlier he had heard the howl of a hyena and was on high alert.

Zanita now froze, forgetting the carrion she had been searching for. The fresh scent of lions and a foreign group of hyenas was in the air, and it was very close. Her ear flicked, and she looked in the direction of where the lion scent was coming from. She raised her tail and cocked her ears, emitting a loud grunt, before a bit of sound much like human laughter was produced. This lasted about five minutes, and in the Brushland Clan, along with most spotted hyenas, the loud grunt-laugh signified an encounter with lions, or other hyenas not from the same clan. She then produced a whine, which was a long, drawn-out, high-pitched eeeee sound. She had been thwarted from getting food, bad luck that most hyenas could sympathize with.

She then realized that they would find her after hearing her signals, and knew she was likely going to be chased. She started to giggle, backing away from the tall grass slowly, and taking a defensive posture. She would just have to hope these lions were rational predators accepting of a clan leader searching for food. It wasn't easy, helping bring back food for the mothers in her clan. She might have even been one of them, if it were not for the fact that males were unable to find her favor, and the simple belief she held that she couldn't keep her position if she were stuck in a den, caring for cubs. She readied herself for the worst.

Scarfang immediately heard the signals and came rushing in the direction. After about six or seven minutes of running and stopping and starting up again she finally found where it was coming from. She smelled a Hyena dead ahead, nearly twenty feet. But suddenly a group of lions came up from her left and cut them off.

"What are you doing here?" Jali asked. "You know that this is not River Pride territory!"

Scarfang's face blasted with concern. She had one of those, "oh dang, they caught us" looks.

"Jali, so nice to see you again" said Scarfang. "What brings you out here while the Moon Spirit is so high?"

"One of our clan members has gone missing. Tell me you have nothing to do with it, Scarfang" said Jali. "Nothing" said the hyena. "We have seen no lions other than you tonight"

Jali gave her a glance of suspicion. "Sure?" he asked. "Of course, your highness" Scarfang added at the prince. "We've seen no one"

"SSSSSSSSSHHH!!!" A massive crocodile hissed. This crocodile was larger than the others, much larger. Several crocodiles abandoned the corpse of the fallen lion. Despite being so large, the massive crocodile was still able to move at a decent speed in his watery domain.

This crocodile was a infamous reptile, the heavily feared Gustave.

Here, in the river, he was king. Nothing challenged him. Not even Saber could lift a paw to him here.

"The kill is mine!" He roared, snapping his gargantuan jaws to testify his statement.

The lion was female, a lioness. He brought his jaws down on the lioness, his jaws cruching own with the weight of an entire NFL team and utterly crushing the lioness' rib cage before making a sharp U-turn in the water and diving below the surface to consume his meal.

Once he ate his fill, he would store the rest in his underwater alcove to consume later...

Of course, first he would have to eat.

As he powered through, he kept a careful eye out for any other animals approaching the water. He could always use more food.

Saber faintly chuckled as the carcass was devoured but when Gustave appeared, he slowly turned and walked back to the dens to stop all chances of provoking it. His lioness and hyena bodyguard came with him and the three retreated to a large tree that was hollow underneath and opened into a huge cave-like tunnel underground through the massive trunk. Saber entered it and went inside.

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Jali glanced at Scarfang again with even more suspicion. He knew here was something she wasn't telling him. "Mind if I come with you to Saber's camp?" he asked.

"Saber does not allow visitors, I am sorry" she said.

"Interesting" said Jali.

Waceera eats quickly, unwilling at this one opportunity to savor the taste of the gazelle's flesh as it spit sweet juices into her mouth. The scent of hyena was overwhelming, but to cure her late hunger, Waceera would have endured much more.

Minutes pass before Waceera loses her gumption. Hearing, none too distant, the rabid barking of hyena, she quietly thanks the spirits that she happens to be downwind and begins to lope quickly away in what she reckons to be the opposite direction. To exit the territory, Waceera judges that she must circle around what she takes to be a nearby pack.

She cannot not, however, honestly say that she is afraid. The familiar fight-or-flight instinct in her has died down to a mere grinding of the teeth and a raising of the hackles. Her quick legs leave her a niveous blur as she darts among the tall grasses.

Zanita began to get worried. She was waiting to let the lions pass judgement on her, and they were very close. She could hear them now, their growls. There were also more hyenas, from the strange clan she couldn't identify. She could only guess that the two had encountered one another, and that a fight was about to begin. A worse thought, was that she may have brought this upon them. The other hyenas must have surely heard her, and come to help her, but the lions must have heard, too, and gone in her direction. She knew she would have to do something, before a fight broke out.

She had no choice, she was going to have to confess to the lions that she had gone into their territory. She stopped backing away, and began to walk towards the sound of the lions and hyenas. When she got very close, well within earshot of both groups, she let out a series of whoops, before giving a single grunt. The whoops could carry a large number of different signals, but the grunt was of clear meaning: A strange hyena was coming. She then stepped through the grass, arriving at the edge of a clearing, before both the hyenas and the lions. She then stood there, and realized that this was going to be very awkward. She was a very large hyena, with the pelt of a cub, who had been wandering around in a pride's territory, alone. She gave a loud grunt-laugh, officially announcing that she had just encountered a group of lions and hyenas. All the while, though, her tail lowered slightly, and it was clear this made her nervous.

Scarfang glanced at the Hyena which had approached and her blue filmed eye widened as much as it possibly could. Scarfang slowly skulked up to a spot near the hyena's front.

"So you're what we smelled!" she growled.

"Scarfang!" Jali shouted. Scar looked behind her at the lion prince. She was in no mood for a fight and seven, maybe six hyenas wouldn't do that good against five adult male lions. Jali wasn't completely full grown however. He was what you would say, a young adult.

Scar glanced back at the hyena. "You got lucky" she snorted. She turned to Jali.

"What are you here for?" asked Jali. Jali was like all male lions, distrustful and hostile to most hyenas, yet Jali had an understanding for mistaking things and had a deep knowing that some things aren't meant as a terrorist attack.

"Are you kidding me Jali?" Scar retorted. "This hyena is hunting in my---in your territory! You can't just... just, be so kind to it!"

"Silence yourself, witch" said Jali. "What are you doing here?" he asked Zanita.

Zanita didn't giggle this time, even though she wanted to, and was very nervous. Even though she was able to rival a certain number of lionesses in size, she would never be larger than a male lion, and going up against three of them would be a death wish. "Well, allow me to explain. I come from the Brushland Clan. It's a bit of a distance from here, but I assure you, I'm not from the same clan as these hyenas here." She nodded at the other hyenas present. She continued, "Well, you see, we've recently run into a bit of a problem. We have been incredibly happy to have three new cubs born among us, but now, with their mother unable to leave her den, we're short-handed on food." She paused for a breath, and kept going, "I wouldn't steal your food, that's the reason lions and hyenas hate one another in the first place, and our clan doesn't need to deal with that. I just heard a jackal eating carrion, and came to get it. Once a jackal starts feeding, that's how we know nobody else will eat what's left. I was trying to get here before he ate all the meat, but even if I could get the skeleton, I could get the marrow inside. I wouldn't take anything that I thought you would still want."

Jali looked at her calmly. "This land flourishes with food, you may take it" he said. Scar growled darkly at Jali.
"That's a mistake! This hyena is not fit, not right, not worthy to hunt here!" Scar hissed.

"You have no right in Kenya to tell me what to do with my own territory" Jali barked loudly and abruptly. He gave a low and fading growl at Scar who had lowered her ears in both hostility and fear.
"The Spirits tell us in their messages in the sky, we must share all the land provides..." said Scar.
"That defeats your previous statement. You only make my case that this hyena may take the food she is looking for and be on her way even more..."

Scar growled angrily. She didn't think. "I wouldn't get too comfortable here..." she hissed. Jali took it as a threat, but showed nothing. Scar's ears tilted upward and her head ascended from the lowered, growling position it has put itself it. A few grunts and a laugh came from her snout.

"I suppose Saber would not mind a few visitors. Are you still interested?" she asked. Jali knew it was a trap, but took it as a perfect way to call the two clans at war and stop the River Pride from spreading their patrols over Ridge Pride territory.
"Of course" said Jali. "Lead the way."

Scar grinned wickedly and took a glance back at her anxious brethren. She gave a dark nod and they began to skip back near the forest. "Follow me" she said turning and walking near the forest. Jali gave a respectful nod to Zanita and began to follow the evil hyena lady into the woods, followed of course by his body guards.

River Pride

Meanwhile Saber took his place back on the ridge to see Gustave still eating the carcass. His female favorite, Nara approached him.

"You have to do something about that" she said glancing down at the crocodile. "That is nowhere near safe for the Pride." she added. Saber glanced over his shoulder at her, his black mane created a shadowy silhouette.
"And who are you to demand that of my, my queen?" asked Saber narrowing his eyes. Nara's eyes widened in shock and she responded fearfully and surprised.

"I'm--I'm sorry my, my king... Forgive me, please." she said. "I was just making a suggestion"
"That's what I thought you said" Saber said returning his gaze to the crocodile.

"It's just that, with all due respect, your majesty... it's becoming harder and harder to get across the river every day that passes. That crocodile has killed so many of our people..."
"I'll get someone on it" he said. He turned to his right and found his second in command hyena laying down by a tree and starring madly into the moon.
"Drula!" Saber yelled. Drula quickly snapped out of his psychotic trance and stood up and walked as quickly as he could to the king. "Yes, your majesty?" asked Drula.
"See that crocodile?" Saber said motioning to the croc with his head. Drula suddenly got a bad feeling. "Y-Yes, m-my lord..." he said.

"Go down there and see if he will make a peaceful agreement with our pride" said Saber. Drula almost protested, but knew that that would only end in Nara pushing him into the pit. He nodded and silently walked down the ridge and down to the shore by a large rock. It was a few meters away from the giant crocodile and Drula was already shaking with fear.

"Hey, hey you!" he grunted.

Gustave waded to the land in a slow high walk, his limbs, though massive and muscular, were small compared to the monster's body. Despite this, they were strong enough to lift his massive frame off the ground. Soon the monster was on the riverbank.

In Gustave's jaws was a leg of the lioness. Ripped and shredded at the base of the femur, as if it had been twisted off. Once Gustave got to the land, he opened his maw and lifted his head in one quick motion, using his tongue to turn the leg so that it would be swallowable. As he turned it, a sharp "CRUNCH followed afterwards as the bones were snapped. Crocodiles had the strongest bite forces on the planet, topping even alligators, and topped only by the Tyrannosaurus Rex. As the leg disappeared down the monster's gullet, he laid his head down to digest his meal. He would go back for more later.


"Hey, hey you!" he heard a voice to his flank say.

He slung his body around, allowing his weight to move himself without expending much energy.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT MORSEL!" He hissed, referring to the hyena before his as nothing more than a snack. After all, for a crocodile his size, just about anything would be.

"Eh, King Saber, king of the River Pride of lions wishes that you and he create a peaceful truce towards each other... He can provide you with all of the food you want or anything else for that matter!" said Drula. "Our land has thousands of prey just waiting to be eaten, you can have as much as you want! We just need to be able to navigate across our---your river safely and defeat our enemies" said the hyena man. He gave an anxious and fearful look to Gustave. He tilted his head downward with his ears relaxed to show that he meant no aggression. The taste of fear stung him like a bee in his tongue.

Zanita nodded as the lions proceeded. "My thanks to you, sir! Should you ever need our help, my clan is ready to return your kindness!" With this, the black hyena vanished into the tall grass, once more after the carcass she had located earlier. She was happy that some lions didn't hate hyenas to the point that they attacked without question. She was grateful that the one lion, Jali, had understood her actions. The Brushland Clan was peaceful, towards cheetahs and lions, perhaps the only one that did not harbor ill will. It was because of this that their numbers flourished so easily, because they could spend more time in search of food, rather than fighting their fellow hunters.

As she found the wildebeest carcass, now stripped clean of the meat on the outside, and began dragging it away, she continued to ponder. The one hyena, Scarfang, was clearly dominant, but she was also apparently dangerous, from the way the lions had called her a witch. Most hyenas that weren't from the same clan typically disputed amongst themselves, and Zanita had never met the clan that Scarfang had come from. Clearly, whoever that clan was, she would have to take care to avoid it. That hyena had been bad news, and Zanita, although considered reckless and lacking in common sense, knew danger when she saw it. She just often chose to ignore it. But for once, she would play it on the safe side, and stay away from them. For the good of her clan, and for the sake of the lions who had been kind to her.

"YOUR TRUCE IS TEMPTING," Gustave said, his massive head lifting off the ground. His neck lifted it to it's full height, making him eye level with the hyena without even lifting his body.

"BUT I DO NOT ALLY FEAR. SEND YOUR LEADER TO ME, AND I SHALL DECIDE THEN, IF I WILL WORK WITH YOU." Gustave's large size was intimidating enough, but his voice added even more to the effect. It was deep and reptilian, with a hint of Australian and African accents thrown into the mix.

"GO OR YOU DIE."

A few minutes passed of walking in the woods. Eventually they came to the camp of the River Pride, the river stood between them. Scar was no longer afraid to disrespect Jali, if they attacked, they would be greatly outnumbered.

"Watch your step!" she hissed as they passed over a large path of fallen trees bent into a bridge. This was in shallow water, without this one piece of shallow water and all of these fallen trees and rocks, the River Pride would have been cut off from the rest of Kenya. As they made it across Scar violently led them up the hill to the camp and they made it up to a large clearing in the trees.

"Stay here!" Scar growled. She gave a hoarse laugh and walked up the path that lead to Saber's ridge.

It was at this point that Drula had asked his question. "My lord, I have brought you the Ridge Pride prince and some of his brothers!" said Scar. Saber's eyes lit up with interest. He glanced down at the croc and the hyena and looked to Nara. "Watch them" he said. She nodded back in reply.

Saber followed Scar back to the clearing of the camp and found the lions standing in the middle, the River Pride lions were starring and laughing at them. Hyenas taunted with their venomous laughs, snorts, and grunts.

"Hello King Saber" said Jali. "I am--"

"I know exactly who you are, Prince Jali" Saber interrupted. "Although I did not expect you to be this foolish..."

Scar, who was standing next to Saber smiled so much that her face nearly cracked open. Her eyes narrowed and a dark grin spread across her snout. She was glad they had come to face death directly.

"You majesty, I would like to peacefully... resolve this conflict between our pride..."

Saber giggled.

"Alright, alright" said Drula. He quickly ran up the hill and found nobody on the ridge but Nara. "He wants to speak with the king" said Drula.

"Tell him he'll be with him soon but he's busy speaking with the enemy pride's prince" said Nara. Drula nodded and ran down the hill once more. Out of breath he stopped on the rock.

"He's talking with the enemy pride's prince, he'll be here as soon as he can, I promise" said Drula.

"SEND HIM TO THIS EXACT SPOT WHEN I RETURN, I WILL BE WAITING." Gustave, then turned back around, and waded into the water, slipping down into the murky depths and dropping off into the deep end. His tail slowly but surely disappeared under the water's surface. It was surprising how easy is was to hide a monster such as himself.

Now, all he had to do was wait. All he would have to do with Saber would be intimidate him to get a better and better deal.

Gustave was a clever and smart crocodile, with the tongue of a serpent.

He would get a bargain out of this, whether Saber liked it or not.

Jali made a disgusted face as Saber got amusement from his comment. "We're not interested in a treaty" said Saber.

"We don't need to sign a treaty, nothing like that just... we need to stop this, we're both a paw away from invading each other's territory. It's been my sister's comments to my father that's kept him from already attacking" said Jali. Saber smiled.

"Your sister is wise, I suspect..." said Saber. Jali rolled his eyes. "That's not what I meant"
"Your pathetic Jali, PATHETIC!" Saber shouted with a very loud roar mixed in with his voice. His blood red eyes shined like blood diamonds in the night. His face was tensed in a dreadful expression of anger. His nose crinkled and his eyes narrowed and widened on and on.

"You actually think I would consider it? I thought you would have suspected my plan already Jali, I knew you and your father were stupid... I never would have thought you were this stupid!"

"We did suspect it" said Jali. "And if you do harm me tonight, you will regret it tomorrow. My father will destroy this hilltop"

"I beg to differ" said Scar. "Our people are superior to yours for a number of reason. For one, our pride is larger, for another our combat skills exceed yours!"

"You're only larger because you've merged a hyena clan and a lion pride. Your fighting skills are terrible, I've seen you all in combat. Reckless!"

After several minutes of running, Waceera is overconfident in the guarantee of her escape from the unfamiliar territory. She concentrates all of her efforts into nimbly dodging in and out of the various brush that lay scattered, like shallow pools after a rainstorm, across the vast, open terrain.

It is hot. The distant horizon seems to waver like the river when peered at too closely, and soon Waceera begins to breathe with a rasping pant. She slows her pace to a steady lope as she scales a small bluff.

Then, she realizes her mistake. The powerful scent of hyena, underscored by that of lion, hits her like a slashing paw just as she reaches the summit of the hill. Looking down, she spies a lone hyena - which strikes Waceera as quite odd - dragging the abridged carcass of a wildebeest away into the grass. She lies still, hoping that she was not heard approaching, and wishes that she had not exerted herself so foolishly in her flight.

Zanita paused, when a strange sound entered her ears. A hyena, with its powerful ears, could easily tell when something was following it. It was because of this that a long time ago, she had discovered a Jackal who had a tendency to follow her wherever she went, so long as it was not dangerous for him. Tabari was an annoying creature to be around. Being a Jackal, he always demanded part of whatever kills she got, if she was hunting, because he could just as easily start barking and warn the prey. He was a nuisance, at best, but no matter how irritating he was, Zanita could never bring herself to kill him, or shoo him off. He wasn't just any Jackal, he was Tabari, and thus she knew him on a personal level. As awful as he was, she couldn't deny that she didn't have just the slightest glimmer of affection for the creature.

When she heard the rustling, she could only guess that this was one of the rare times the Jackal had followed her into a possibly dangerous location. She set down the carcass, and looked up at the cliff, not yet spotting anything, "Tabari? Is that you up there? This carcass was scavenged, not killed, you don't get a share, not this time!" She continued to scan the area, waiting for the little creature to trot out of the brush.

Scarfang looked over at Saber with an angry face directed at Jali. Saber's face remained still as he glared at Jali with scarlet eyes like blood. "I pity your people" he said.
"And I, yours" Jali replied. "Now, where are our people? Where have you hidden them?"

"Follow me" Saber grinned. Jali and Jali alone followed Saber however Scar began to tag along. They reached the private ridge for Saber and overlooked the river. Saber laughed as he gestured to the shores. Jali looked down and found a sea of bones and crocodiles.

"You sick monster!" Jali shouted at Saber with a vicious roar. "My father will have you skinned for this!"
"I don't think so!" Scar howled as suddenly she pushed him over and he fell over the ridge. He hit a soft part of ground and seemed to have broken two legs and a few joints in his shoulder. He tried to stand up but had no strength.

Drula laughed as the lion had fallen. Jali was now food to Gustave. "I never thought he'd be that foolish" said Saber. "Such a pity for them..."
Scar laughed and cackled, she grunted and snorted with triumph and amusement. The hyenas began to gather around the banks of the river to watch what would happen with the lion and the croc.

Gustave burst out of the water, grabbing the lion before him by by his hindquarters and swinging him into the ground in an attempt to break the lion's back. When the lion still lived, he repeated the process...

Lifting his head, and dropping the lion from his maw, Gustave looked up at the lions and hyenas above him.

Laughing and chuckling.

Cowards.

Gustave turned his head and seemed to below at the water.

"GOMEK! TAKE THE KILL AND GIVE IT TO YOUR MATE. I HEARD THAT THERE WOULD BE HATCHLINGS SOON."

Out of the water came another large crocodile. Easily eighteen feet long. Although it was in no way large enough to challenge Gustave, Gomek seemed different than normal nile crocodiles. Truth was, Gomek was a crocodile way out of his element. A saltwater croc from Australia.

"THANKS MATE, IT MEANS A LOT. SYDNEY WILL APPRECIATE IT."

Gomek's accent was very strange, not as deep or as African as Gustave's but just as intimidating in it's own way.

"SEND SCARFANG TO ME NOW OR THE RIVERS WILL NEVER BE SAFE FOR YOU!" Gustave roared to the pack above him.

He was tired of waiting.