Vs. mountain lion

The lion hadn't noticed me yet. He, too, was heading east on his own search, looking for something to hunt. Some other animal's day would end better, thanks to me.
	I was on him in a second. Unlike Emmett, I saw no point in giving the beast a chance to fight back. It would make no difference, and wasn't it more humane to do it quickly? I snapped the lion's neck and then quickly drained the warm body. I wasn't thirst that thirsty to begin with, so there wasn't any real relief tied to the action.