What you can rp in this section

Panthers, leopards, cougars, lions and more
Not: House-cat or wild cats or bob-cats (they're small so they qualify as a wild cat)

Craetion roared in pain. A large hole was in his leg. A sharp prick hit him. Suddenly tired, he collapsed. "He-he! We got it!" A gruff voice was far away...far away...far...awa- He remembered nothing else.

Simba heard the roar and ran over to Craetion then heard the hunters (I guess) and grabbed him by his scruff and dragged him to a safe cavern of his and jabbed him with his huge paw "Hey wake up!"

Craetion stayed limp. Images and sounds swam in his head and came out as incoherent words. "Mouse went to grass. The light is to green. Mama..."

"Huh?" he said tipping his head then he jabbed him again

Craetion started to wake up. "W'ere 'appen?"

Simba just sat down "You were shot by hunters"

"Am i dead?" He asked dizzy and desoriened.

"No, they just got you in the leg" he said helping Craetion sit up

"Ha ha...the tree is moving..." he laughed at a still tree.

Simba looked at the tree "No your just dizzy" then he splashed some water on Craetion

"He, ha, why is the world getting dark?"

"Your passing out" he said then he started shaking Craetion

"It's nightime" He said faintly.

Simba just let Craetion fall and pass out while he went and caught a antalope.

"Were? What happened?" Craetion asked a while later.

Simba threw him a leg from the antalope "Finally...yuo were shot by hunters in the leg but it's not that bad"

"Oh. Ok. I'll go back to the pride."

"Whats your name?" he asked leaping in front of him

"Craetion."

"Cr..cr...Craetion!" he happily yowled "It's me Simba!"

Craetion looked confused.

"You don't remember me? We were friends when we were cubs! I called you Crae..." he meowed

"No, I was named after my father."

"Oh well I'll go to the pride with you" he sighed