Hours later, I woke up, still loggy with a full stomach. I saundered over to find a nice bone to crack open and suck the marrow from.
I suddenly realized we were all a real lion pride, with all the insticts that come with it. Apparently, I was now the only one with any human memories left. Purring, I looked everyone over trying to tell who was who. That fat one was Mrs. Kravitz. The one grooming her was Mrs. Shell... I soon figured out who everyone was, but I didnt' see mom around...
I looked down at the scattered remains of the zebra, and the crushed bone in my jaws...
Oh damn... did I just eat my mother?