Duck Lake i am surely a queen

When it came down to his thoughts of life and death -- even their inhabitants -- he accepted the vision The Lion King's Circle of Life. They were one, him and Leaf; but also their prey, caught in an endless cycle. Mees couldn't help but to sigh exaggerated in relief when she promised to spare his superpowers. He wasn't certain if it was her final verdict or whether or not she would change her mind the next day, like a Leaf being blown by wind's wishes, to and fro.

"As you wish, Duck-ly." Mees said teasingly and on purpose leaving out her royal title of queen. Not giving her really time to reply, the yearling stood up and began to suddenly -- out of the blue -- rush through the ducks. While most of them were already airborne, those that had no dying wish better flap their wings as well. Of course, Mees had a plan, his darting was not born from a momentum of insanity. Instead the male zigzagged through the crowd of birds while yapping left and right with his teeth, catching nothing but air.

His plan, however, was to lure the ducks into the direction of the queen so she could make the kill. Hopefully she wasn't one of those royalty figurines who sat on their iron thrones all day, hoping for nail polish to dry before lifting a paw. Because if so - think again. That was not how things would go in kingdom duck.