Kovu's
First Hunt
By Black Lion
xalanthas@yahoo.com
Warning: This
story is not meant for young readers, for its quite large amount of graphic
content. If you are a young reader and ignore this message and get caught by
your parents, its YOUR fault, not Brian's, so don't go complaining to him,
wasting his time. Thank you.
Kovu crouched down low. How I wish I didn't have to do this, He thought to himself. "Hunting in the
outlands is easy enough, the antelope there are half dead, but here..."
he murmured to himself. Kovu was used to hunting the antelope in the outlands,
but in the Pridelands, he used all of his skill hoping to just chase
one. The antelope in the Pridelands where very healthy and very sharp in their
senses, a simple noise such as a low grunt could send them all into a full
sprint. Just as Kovu creeped a little
closer one of the antelope looked up, eyes twitching left and right. Kovu could
see that he was a male, a strong male, for his obvious overgrowth and elegantly
curved horns. He used his claws to settle into the Earth, not to make noise, as
his mother had instructed him to do. Its time, he thought to himself, as
the male put his head down to graze some more, He Leaped with all his might out
of the foliage and shot into a full sprint. As if on cue, the Antelope had
already shot off into a sprint before half of his body had even emerged from
the foliage. He ran as fast as he could against the antelope, his heart pumping
in his chest, and the adrenaline rush surging through his body. He looked
around wildly to find a slower member of the herd. He had found an almost
perfect one. This one was swollen with the food that it had grazed, and its
belly had swollen far past normal regions. Kovu slowed to come side-by-side to
it, and was almost gored by an antelope running past to get out of his way.
Kovu smiled as he came less than a few feet from it. The antelope looked at him
with wide eyes, tongue lolling at the side of its mouth. He had not run for too
long, as it had started to slow as it looked at Kovu. Kovu saw the opening and
took it. He pounced as the antelope tried to move slowly away. Jaws wide open
and claws extended, Kovu grabbed his victim and ripped it to the ground. Kovu
went with it as his claws sank into his back (he had seen earlier that this one
was also a male) and jaws locked on tight to the back of the antelopes neck.
They hit hard into the ground, and Kovu flew off, ripping off flesh just as he went.
As soon as he had rolled away and stopped, Kovu span immediately around, ready
for the possible charge from the antelope. Surprisingly, the antelope just laid
there, and still breathed, by the rythmitic up-and-down motion of the animal's
side. Another feature made it possible to believe why the animal had run off.
One of the hind legs of the animal had been horribly broken, its blood staining
the wet grass. The most obvious reason had presented itself to Kovu as soon as
he saw it. The force of the fall and the weight of him on the animal and the animal's
weight alone had done some considerable damage. He noted the utmost reason the
animal had not run off, or at least hopped off. The animal's neck had been broken. Kovu walked up to it, and
just as he did, the animals eyes looked up into his, the tongue hanging out of
its mouth, its breathing getting faster
as he came closer to it. Kovu suddenly burst with joy, running in circles and
roaring and laughing. " My first valuable kill!!" he exclaimed, as he
looked to the animal, which was extremely frightened at this point, and started
to what seemed to squirm away in its broken state. "Ohh, you're not going
anywhere.." he said to it, and the animals eyebrows lifted up into a sort
of "huh?" gesture. Just at that, Kovu opened his Jaws and grappled
them onto the Animals broken neck. It started to squirm violently, and Kovu
tightened his bite, and twisted its neck. "Mother will be so happy!"
he told himself just as he tried to lift it. Too heavy. "Oh no" He tried
to lift it again, but to no avail. "Uh oh, this is not good" he told
himself. As he could not carry it, as he still was a young lion, his mane
barely starting to form, He started dragging the corpse back to the outlands so
he could feed the outlanders something different from bugs and mice. "I can't
believe I had to pick the fat one from all the others..." he told himself
as he dragged the corpse off, back to the Outlands.
He
started to reach the border of the outlands just as he heard something running.
"Just an antelope..." he said to himself, just as it roared. Roared?
Kovu shot up to see who was coming and hoping that it wouldn't be......Simba.
"OH NO!! NO! NO! NO!" Kovu exclaimed to himself. He stared to drag the corpse relentlessly.
" NO! no no no!...." he whispered to himself as he hoped he could
hide the corpse and himself. Kovu hid in the tall foliage, closing his eyes as
he hid. He could hear Simba's heavy steps
as he paced looking for him. It stopped. Kovu locked his eyes shut, but
dared open them after a while had passed. He gasped, or what he could call a
gasp. Simba's eyes looked straight into his, a menacing fire burning within
them. Kovu tried to speak, but nothing could come out. " What are you
doing roaming these parts, Outlander?"
scolded Simba. Kovu tried to speak again, and again no words would come
out, only a faint whimper. Simba shot his head up, Roaring the fiercest roar
Kovu had ever heard. Kovu was so frightened, he started to shiver as Simba's
roar overtook him, Kovu noticing only him, not any of his surroundings. Simba
glared at him again, and yelled "SPEAK!!" Kovu could do nothing. He
stared at him with his mouth open, gasping. Simba took a small step forward,
and Kovu Shrieked, turned as fast as he could and ran into a full sprint, maybe
even faster. Kovu had not dared look back. Tears filled his eyes, as he ran
back to the outlands, knowing that one day, the promised day, he would get his
revenge on Simba, as his mother told him he would since he was a cub. He hoped
that day would come soon, as he felt that he had been abused long enough.