The Story of A Lion Dominating a Zebra at The Waterhole
It was a very hot day on the serengeti plains and of course it was one fateful lion's turn to go out and look for some food to pick up from a local meat trader in the town of pridelands.
Carnal Christmas Eve.
He froze, staring with eyes so wide that i thought he'd jumped back to the serengeti; ready to bolt at the first sign of danger!
Learning from a Lioness
I ask, not quite following her train of logic, but then again, i _am_talking to a wild animal while buck naked in the middle of the scorching heat of the serengeti. "would you like to find out?"
All in a Day's Work
His conversation had lacked but he had somehow managed to compact pure muscle into a form that looked to have been more apt for slinking around the serengeti, deceptively lithe.
The Lion, and the Lion
I grew up in a home that was half a step above a thatched grass hut, out on the edge of the serengeti. my mother was british, but i most assuredly am not.
Rivalry
It was the midst of summer and the serengeti offered little resistance from the often overbearing sense of heat and humidity.
The Matriarch's Palace
The singing concluded and for a brief moment, he had returned to the serengeti of his homeland, surrounded by his friends and family. once he opened his eyes, the dream like moment had vanished like a mirage.
Anglo-Moroccan Relations
You're lucky we aren't in the serengeti, and that i'm not a hungry lioness. still, you didn't find me in a timely fashion, and the bar is going to close soon."
Amphorae
The cervine hoofer had hired me to come down on some softpaw trying to pull a little blackmail on his daughter, and the guy's business was in bad enough shape that its stock was screaming like a wounded feral on the serengeti, and half of wall street was the
Zistopia: Inner City Blues Chapter 15
She's wearing a bracelet that looks like it was bought at yaks on serengeti street. do you think he does a job where he can earn enough money to buy those types of things, while simultaneously living in a place like this?"
Claw marks
He may have grown up among the grasses of the serengeti, home in africa, but it had been a long time ago, and the canadian prairies were just different enough to give him pause.
Welcome to the Rabid: Cry of the Wolf
I was in time to watch one of the screens showing a large lion pouncing a gazelle in the serengeti, and then ripping it to shreds as he fed, spilling blood everywhere.