(continuing from the lore in my caves, you don't have to read it but it provides a bit of background)

Lethe rose from the pool, paws shaking slightly, fur still dripping wet. The Lionesses around him looked excited, hanging on to his every word as he began to speak. "They have spoken. They were satisfied with the spirit we gave them-" Lethe paused as the lionesses around him exchanged glances, claws flexing slightly on the smooth stone. It had been a tough bit of work luring a strong enough male to the pool. Honestly, that brute thought Lethe hadn't noticed when he followed Lethe back to the caverns? A fool like that deserved what had happened to him. With a slight nod of his head, he signaled his submale, Valoras, to come drag the body away.

It was good for the lioness's morale to see what happened to a successful sacrifice, so they knew all of their work wasn't in vain. (Since you don't want gore I'm not going to describe it much but it's kind of like what happened to apemedak when he gets possessed by the whispers except it kills them in a more violent manner) "It's time for us to search once more. They need better, stronger spirits. We'll need to look harder." Lethe suddenly turned on one of his lioness with a snarl, swiping his claws across her muzzle. "And it'll be this IDIOT's job." Cuffing her once more across the muzzle, claws sheathed this time, he sent her off, fur smoothing down like nothing had happened. The harsh cold glow, shaped almost like a serpent, coiled down his mane, moving almost laungidly as it slipped into the pool, settling just near the surface. Lethe felt like he could stare at the beautiful glow forever, but he needed to get a move on.

//I need to leave for school so that got cut off a little bit