The mother lion jumped to her feet, staring at something John couldn't see.. The cubs sensed her concern, dropping quietly to their bellies. A single coyote trotted into view, looking nonchalantly at the larger predator.
The coyote slowed, then sat, fifty feet from the lions. The mother snarled as the wild dog remained seated.
You're pushing your luck, Mr Coyote.
She charged the coyote. Instantly, another coyote appeared, rushing in from behind and grabbing the smaller cub. The cub's screams alerted the mother, who turned and gave chase.
Quickly, the first coyote returned, grabbing the larger cub.