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Originally posted by Katse
Sengalo's head was lowered as he faced away from the others. Though they couldn't see his face, it was getting easier to tell that rage was filling inside the black maned lion. His body began to tremble with anger, his tail twitching randomly. His breathing was getting faster and harder, and his heart race. The muscles of the lion were taut with rage, hatred clouding his mind even more. His growl became louder. "Don't try me... Nela..." he said through the snarl,"...please..." His claws clutched the ground. His growing hatred for this family was getting difficult to control.
"I won't stop. You deserve EVERYTHING that's happened to you... you're no good...If you didn't give that lioness a chance, WHY SHOULD I GIVE YOU ONE?" She growled back, her loiudest yet. Her claws dug into the ground. She could sense his anger. She only let one sentence escape her mouth: