"I don"t hurt people," Dion said, eyeing the cub, "and don't call other lions dummies, it's rude."

"I can call you dummies if I want! And you look like you just came out of a gazelle carcass!" Spark continued insulting Dion, and acting like a brat.

"For one, I did come out of a gazelle carcass. Me and my friends were going to eat it before some lions from your pride came and chased us off. How would you like it if you had just made the most amazing kill of you life, and was about to eat it when someone came and took it from you?" Dion asked the cub, liking it less and less.

"Well that's YOUR fault for killing it in OUR territory!  If you think it's unfair talk to my pride about it you loser!" Spark growled.

Dion loomed over the cub menacingl, despite the fact that she said she didn't hurt cubs, she looked terrifying. "Maybe I will," she growled, "and I'll tell them that a certain cub recommended it."

Spark spat in Dion'a face, "Like I care! Your issues are not mine!" Spark turned her back on Dion.

Dion roared in anger at this insult. She slapped down the cub's tail on the ground so that she was stuck. "You are the brattiest cub i have ever met. Who are your parents? I'm going to have a word with them, and it isn't going to end well for you!" She screamed at the cub, angered beyond compare.

Spark helped and pawed at the ground, "Lemme go this instant or I'll bite you! I really will! Don't make me because I bet you taste like dirt!"

Dion leaned close to the cub and grinned, showing white, sharp teeth, "Guess what, I can bite too. I bet you taste like gazelle skat." Dion whispered in the cub's ear.

Spark jerked her head forward quickly and bit Dion's ear, "I was wrong! You taste even worse the dirt, or scat!" The cub snarled bravely.

"What's your name?" Dion asked, outraged, "because I think you need to come back with us and learn some manners."

"Why should I tell you meanie!" Spark tried to pull herself up before flopping down to the ground.

"No reason too, but I like your spunk. Maybe I will take you back with me." Dion said, a hard glint in her eye, "my sister, Arin, could use some company."

Sark's eyes widened but the dub said nothing, trying to look intimidating

Dion's smile was cold, she had finally knocked some sense into this cu.