Kenges lay in the forest with his son, gently cleaning his paws. He had made a great Hunt with his family today, killing two large Elk. His son, Harean, almost killed one of the Elk, but of course was too young, and needed Kenges's help. The mother of the family, Sumaya, killed the other, and they each ate in peace. Now blood stained his laranja paws, as well as his kin's. Sumaya ate last, for even though she was Kenges's mate, the male Tiger was dominant over her.
Kenges rose to his paws, and Harean stared up at him. "Father, do you think i'll make a good hunter?" He asked. Harean was still...
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