The pride really should have gotten used to him acting bizarrely by now.
When he wasn't at his forward camps and he was temporarily back within the pride, he was usually up to something strange. For the most part he was typically left to his own devices, especially nowadays. Too many curious Freeborn had come near him and walked away with several strange injuries due to being in the way of...well...whatever he was playing with.
This afternoon was going to be of no exception as he sat, surrounded by multiple different 'tools' and varying sizes of rock and stone. He seemed to be completely in his element, like a cub with trinkets, he was lifting various stones up every now and then to inspect them. Then, without warning he would toss them in to the air and whack them with his tail.
...At first, his aim had sucked.
However as he practiced more and more he was beginning to get pretty decent with it. His tail was starting to bruise, but give him three or four more hours and he was confident he could probably headshot someone.
Maybe.
He'd probably test it in a bit...
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