Yet, another, chapter.
"Fine. I'm your 'Nanny'" sighed a defeated Demissie.
"Okay, what shall we learn today?" asked a jumpy Negash.
"How to-"
"Disembowel people?" "Slit their throats?" "Shut up, Nehanda, we learned that!" "Sorry." "Or maybe-"
Demissie gave them each a cuff to the head. "Or MAYBE I'll send you out, and you won't learn anything!"
"Sorry." They said in unison.
"Fine. Today, we are going to learn which plants are poisons. Eat them you'll die. All you have to do is sprinkle it all over the food of your victim, and they'll be dead in no time!" Demissie shuddered. If she kept teaching them these things, they might squeal, or worse, use it on her.
The three lions walked out of the gloomy cave into the Savannah. It was a bright, sunny day. Perfect for looking for poisons.
"This here is one." Demissie pointed to a red plant. "It will kill you instantly. And that one over there," she said, pointing to another plant, "Its roots will give you a long, painful death."
"Okay, we know that now, but how do you gather them? We can't use our mouth, they're poisons!" whined Negash.
"You pick them up with your paws. It will get stuck in your claws." She demonstrated.
"Negash! Nehanda!" yelled a voice from the distance, "Time to eat!"
"Got to go, Nanny! See you!" the cubs scampered away over the tundra.
Nehanda turned around, "Oh yeah, Kovu wants Kiara to have another cub!"
Demissie turned white as a sheet.