Ignition fell over and gentley thumped her body against the soil. "Ignition!" Bumble, Convoy, and Kovu all called out as they ran to the sickly lioness.

Zallion heard familiar voices call Ignition's name. He felt a cold hand grasp his heart, for she didn't call back. He limped over to the lioness, wishing she was okay, "Iggie?" he asked softly, pushing her gently with his nose. "Are you alright? Speak to me, please!"

 Kismet flinched. The pain went all through his body as he attempted to move. He felt his mind was going black for a minute, then his eyes flew open. Where am I? Then he remembered - the battlefield. Groaning slightly, he tried to push himself up, unable to stand. His hind paw looked broken, and every muscle in his body was making him wince.

Akari rolled over to her side. Suddenly her body bumped against something still warm. A lioness. She stared at her, recognizing her instantly. Kalima! Akari poked her with her nose. She had no intent to hurt anyone anymore. She felt the water trickle down her nose and drip on Kalima's face. Glancing up, she wondered where Fang was, and hoped he was not badly hurt.

Kiara was at Kovu's heels. She could feel her heart pounding in her ears, along with the patter of raindrops and thud of feet. 

Ignition mouthed something weakly. "Quit- is that it, Cousin Ignition?" Bumble whispered into her ear. He then suddenly heard what the two-walkers called "gun fire" and faced the direction of the noise. He instantly felt uneasy when he saw a bloody elephat topple down to the ground.

Kismet stopped Kalima by placing a gentle paw upon her tail. He shook his head, and said. "Oh, they aren't. But see those big stuff they're holding?" he asked, indicating the rifles. "Well, they are. Those guys can blow the head clean off an animal the size of a full-grown lion with that!" Kismet took a step forward and said, "But we can drive them away at the cost of a few bruises."

And lives. Zallion thought, giving Kismet a sidelong glance. "Don't be daft, Kim!" he growled, turning to stare at the two walkers, then looking back worriedly at the lioness stretched upon the ground. I'll protect you, I won't let them take you away. Just hang on for a while. He saw on of the humans shielding his eyes from the rain and looking in their direction. "Look 'ere! Ah see a couple o' them lions lurkin' o'er 'ere!" He seemed pretty old to be hunting, but that was what he was doing, all right. Taking aim at them, he continued, "We could use 'em for a couple o' stuffings."

A female of the two-walkers' species held its hand up. "Don't fire, Jim!" she explained as she held up a chart. "We're here not to just simply kill, but to kill those infected to keep populations stable." She then saw the lions and lionesses, Convoy and Bumble easily sticking out from the rest. Then she noticed Ignition. "Call for back up!" she called, racing towards the lioness.

OOC: Anyone wants to be Vitani and/or Sahara? If not, I'll be both.

Zallion, his lips curling back to reveal his canines, blocked her way. "Over my dead body." he hissed at the two-walker, a lock of hair from his mane dangling in front of his steely eyes, dripping with water.

Kismet rolled his eyes at Zallion. "I'd step away for them if I were you. They might help." Zallion gave him a how-can-I-trust-you look, and lowered his head, his eyes still on the human, ready to pounce if she got any nearer. "You heard what she said: she'll kill her, and there's no way I'm letting anyone do that." "How can you be so sure? I know 'cause I was a rogue, a wayfarer. I've traveled to lots of different places, encountered a lot of these creatures, and I know. What do you, a pride lion, know of them?" Kismet reasoned. Zallion did not relax his stance. He said nothing, but he clearly did not trust Kismet, for he felt he wanted to take revenge on him for treason, by indirectly being the reason of Ignition's death. "Besides, she might die either way." Kismet continued, but said nothing more as Zallion snapped, "Shut up!"

Though the two-walkers did not understand the conversation, the one who was addressed as Jim raised his gun again, although he had, at first, nodded and mumbled, "Aye, sure." He frowned as he said, "That 'un o'er 'ere - the ferocious-lookin' 'un - I'll shoot it for ye cause it dun look like it ain't gonna give way."

The female two-walker slowed and titled her head at Zallion. "We're not poachers, Sir," she softly chuckled as she kneeled in front of him and pulled out a tiny rodent from a bag upon her hips. "We are more like scientists and park rangers." She then tossed the rodent towards Zallion and watched as it landed near his feet. "Would you like to live in America with me?" she cooed as she began to wiggle towards Ignition.