On the plains of Africa, life could be hard on the best days, for those unable to carve out a niche, it was near impossible. The various tribes were almost constantly at war, lion fought zebra, hyena took on wild dog and the ever watchful tribe known as man simply studied. This harsh life would take an even harsher turn for one young male lion named Dem Roughmane, recently kicked out of his tribe for trying to flirt with one of his father's lionesses, Dem was looking to build up a tribe of his own. But times were tough, not only were the different animals at war with each other but many tribes fought their own for resources, creating raw chaos. Dem was unable to fight the older lions and without a tribe of his own he wouldn't last very long. In desperation the young male began to look outside of his people, not caring if it meant the females he picked up might not bare him children, he needed something to build on.
Keeping his sharp eyes out Dem prowled the bush, having found am old water buffalo kill he managed to eat his fill before the owner returned. With only a crude spear to call his own, Rem would not like to try and test his metal against larger and better armed tribsmen. For now the lions stayed low in the tall grass, looking for his chance to behind building his tribe, he didn't care what he had to do so that he might survive.
Keeping his sharp eyes out Dem prowled the bush, having found am old water buffalo kill he managed to eat his fill before the owner returned. With only a crude spear to call his own, Rem would not like to try and test his metal against larger and better armed tribsmen. For now the lions stayed low in the tall grass, looking for his chance to behind building his tribe, he didn't care what he had to do so that he might survive.