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Sengalo looked out to see the lioness with her cub. When he was told what he had to do, he became hesitant. He looked up at Shakou, then back at the two in the distance. The different sides of Sengalo's mind began to argue with one another. 'You can't do that! They never did anything to you!'
'It has to be done. Do you want to be worth something or not?'
'You'll be doing unto to them what happened to you and your mother those many months ago! You'll become what you hate the most!'
'Those hyenas had no good reason. You do!'
'It's murder!'
'Just think of them as Sesate and her mother, Amber. You remember what she did to you! The betrayal!? They could be no different!'
Sengalo shook the arguement from his head. He already found himself stalking up to the pair, not making a noise, his peircing green eyes fixed on them. They had no idea as to what was about to happen to them. "It has to be done," he said emotionlessly to himself. Sengalo got in a good range to lunge at them both, but thought of another idea. He completely blew his cover by standing at his full height and walking into the lioness's view. "Oh, hello," she said to him, slightly suprised, "what are you doing ou---" Before she could finish, Sengalo charged at her, swinging a paw hard across her face. The cub shrieked in terror. The lioness fell to the ground, her head in a whirl. Far too dizzy to stand on her own feet again, all she could do was snarl madly up at Sengalo, who stood before her. He looked down at her, no sign of sympathy on his face. The lioness was about to say something, but missed her chance. Sengalo viciously grabbed her throat, biting into it with great force. Her blood began to flow as she choked for air. Sengalo added more force, a low growl escaping him. The cub stood huddled in the distance and screamed again as it heard the snap of it's mother's neck. Sengalo dropped the lioness to the ground, turning around to face the cub, his eyes like daggers. He slowly advanced towards the cowering ball of fur. The defenseless cub backed up until it found itself cornered against a rock. It stared up at Sengalo, it's eyes wide as can be. "W-w-why..." it feebly asked up to the adolescent. Sengalo didn't say a word. In a flash, Sengalo grabbed the cub by the neck, his jaw pressure easily snapping the cub's neck bones out of alignment. The cub fell from Sengalo's jowls to the ground, completely limp.
Sengalo looked down upon the body. One side of Sengalo could not believe what he had just committed. The look on the cub's face would stay in his memory for all time. The other, however, didn't care. Sengalo's face was emotionless, though inside, he was mourning. The mixed emotions of sick pride and guilt vexed Sengalo. He didn't know what to do. There was no return for him now.
((Wow. I had to think twice about that post. Sorry, if this is too nasty for you guys. I feel bad for the lioness and her cub now...))