It was somewhat easy for Gwan to find a spot to watch from. The sand dunes were good for that purpose. Besides, even if he a bit more visible than his lighter furred clan-mates, Gwan could be easily understood as a rotten branch.
He guessed that he was, to Shemsi and especially to the Vimbue. Gwan had witnessed the massacre but had not truly ever felt much about it. He was a low-class male, the Inaaji could shit a more important thing than he was. That was okay, it was as it should be.
It just didn't give him much empathy for the losses. After all, if it was Tsologo's will that their allies turn against them, then it was destined.
Of course, it could be Ilunga who had sent the lions on them. Maybe it was a punishment for their part in taking over other prides for the Vimbue?
No, that didn't make sense. Ilunga wouldn't punish their followers for taking such a chance. Vimbue did that on their own just fine. Lions and Hyenas didn't belong together.
But Ilunga might have made the canyon pr