Hey! Back once again, this time with a request from Simba1928 (sorry if I got your name wrong XD). I tried going with a poetic view, but it sounded weird, so I went with this version. Hope you like it!

ENJOY!

K-Kill

Excitment coursed through her veins. Nerves overtook her as she slowed to a crawl and crouched low in the dry savannah grass. She could feel her heart pumping furiously in her chest, her pulse resonating in her ears.

Can I do this?

Could she? Doubts flooded her mind and clouded her judgement. She was too wrapped up in her thoughts to notice the cue that Sarabi gave. She realized a second too late that the rest of the hunting party had dropped from a slight crouch, to dragging their stomachs on the dirt.

Dang it!

She cursed under her breath and dropped as well. Too suddenly. The impala noticed and whipped his head around, looking for any predators in the tall grass. The lioness next to her, which happened to be her friend, winced. She mentally smacked herself. How could she be so stupid? She was going to ruin the hunt for the entire pride! She held her breath, praying to the kings that the impala didn't see them. Thankfully, he didn't. She let out a silent sigh of relief. Sarabi gave another cue to move forward, a subtle nod. The semi circle inched towards the prey. Rolling shoulders and tightening her muscles, she contemplated when was the best time.

The impala decided to start running towards his herd.

NOW!

She sprang forward, her coiled muscles providing her just enough distance in her first stride to catch up to the impala. Thoughts racing, heart pounding, she raced forward. Letting out a frightening roar, she jumped, latching on to the impala's body. He bucked wildly, trying to throw her off, but she dug her claws in and bit his neck, desperately trying to hold on.

You're mine!

She clamped down harder until she was sure that she felt the impala's wind pipe collapse. His legs weakened and gave, tossing her off of him as he crashed against the ground. She hurridly picked herself up and ran to the impala. It was still alive...barely. She opened her jaw and surrounded his neck. Twisting her head quickly to snap his neck. He was dead.

Her first kill. Adrenaline slowly ebbed from her system as she stood panting over her now dead prey.

"Congratulations Nala, your first kill. You are now officially part of the pride." Sarafina smiled with pride.

Nala beamed.

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