His C L A I M

[Rev's Mammals]

..This l a n d || It c a l l s me...

Soft ushers of roaring thunder plagued the savannah at the time of evening. Sun no longer in view as deep krept clouds scored over the earth, demolishing any hopes of sunlight to reach the surface. The signs of an on coming storm were not only made obvious by the clouds, but the sleak blue and white streaks of plasma that flickered violently through the heavens, leaping about in their playful horrors. Strict gales brushed the green leaves of the small trees that rest within the land, ones that built the savannah abruptly.

The faint sound of a crackling twig could barely be heard through the sounds of the zypher within the atmosphere. A massive chesnut-honey paw was sent into a spreading appearance as the pads could not hold a steady grip along the surface. Muscles within the ankles were sent into a tense posture as they ran up thick legs, connecting to an intense figure of sable. Hardly seen as the darkness grew around, the frame of a lion came to be seen as lightning above slipped through the clouds, silhoutte found out by striking hues of maroon. Clean mane was sent into a frenzy by a fresh gust of wind, brushing through the sleek pelt to cause it to rise in an aggressive poise.

The figure paused, proboscis thrashing to the left as auric iris tossed their gaze in the same directing, mirroring the images that surrounded their features. A nose was scrunched into a wrinkling state revealing fangs of pearl that had been stained in red fluids belonging to another lion. Saliva dripped delicately from the teeth of the vicious male, tail held solid stiff against his built haunches. A loud, proud roar calling for ownership, his uneasiness making him alert. The sounds of rustling objects around him caused the feline's attention to be pulled in several directions, ears twisting and swiveling in chaotic madness left and right, his massive muscles rippling throughout his body.

"My home..."

..This p l a c e || Is m i n e now..