Approach
"I should try..." You lift from your stomach, taking a tentative step forward towards the feeding pack of lions. You creep closer, watching the females hunched over the carcass. They let you come, until you stand outside of their scattered circle. Then, a low growl rumbles out. Yet, they don't move from their meal, just growl.
"Maybe, they're warning me..." A tingling of fear strikes you at the idea of being attack by this pride. This entire group? They'd take you down.
"But maybe... maybe they're just... communicating?" You freeze in place, faced with the decision to keep testing this line of theory of to retreat.
Written by Picklessauce69 on 01 March 2016