Mammalia was well pleased with herself.  After those hard years, growing to maturity in the slums of a large city of the whites, she had reclaimed her birthright and heritage.  She was Queen of her people, as her mother and grandmother once were, before her.  Now, instead of scrabbling for a bare existence, she lived at her ease, while reluctant villagers served her needs.

It had been no easy task to reestablish her family dominance. She had fought and defeated  a number of the bolder warriors of the people, for Mammalia was a clever and accomplished fighter, as long as there were no rules. The rest of the people grudgingly accepted her right to rule, at least for the time being.  Many feared that she was a witch like her mother, and Mammalia was shrewd enough to encourage their suspicions.  Others, the natural toadies found anywhere, served her for the advantages Mammalia could grant them.

As one of her servitors brought her midday meal, the girl whispered to her queen.  "It is said that Shaleen, the Lady of the Leopards has returned to our land."

Mammalia gave a start.  Shaleen was her one great worry, the one person who could ruin everything for her.  Shaleen, a foundling in the jungle, adopted and raised by a pride of leopards, the sacred an totem of Mammalia's people, was worshipped as a virtual goddess.  It was the mighty Shaleen who drove Mammalia's mother from the land.

The dark-hearted Sommala had ruled with an iron hand, selling those who resisted her rule to Arab slavers.  Shaleen had challenged Sommala's right to sell her people like cattle, and defeated Sommala in an epic battle, that had become legendary to the people of the land. Shaleen had then driven evil Sommala, with her young daughter, from the Jungle.

When Mammalia returned to the land of her birth, Shaleen was absent.  The Jungle goddess was far away, tracking slavers who had dared violate the jungle lands under her protection.
Now, Shaleen had returned! What would be her reaction to finding her old foe's daughter on the throne?

"Well, let the bitch come, and I shall deal with her!"  Mammalia snarled to herself, through gritted teeth, with a confidence she did not entirely feel.  "I'm not afraid of some honky bitch raised by animals.  Where I grew up, we ate blond bimbos like that for breakfast!"  Under her bravado, she was uneasy.  Her mother was a mighty woman, who broke all opposition to her rule with her fists, but Shaleen had defeated Sommala, with ease.

Next morning, the jungle drums gave word that Shaleen approached the village.  Mammalia went boldly to intercept her, hiding her fear behind a belligerent facade.

In a clearing, some distant from the village, Mammalia met her nemesis.  Mammalia gulped, when she saw the blonde, jungle goddess, again, in person. She had forgotten just how big and powerful Shaleen was.  Mammalia did not abandon her bold front, though, hiding her fear well.

"Ho, Jungle witch, what do you want here?  I rule this land now, and want none of your meddling!"

Shaleen calmly looked at the slim, young woman with interest. " You are Sommala's daughter, Mammalia. I remember you as a child.  You have grown into a beautiful woman. I heard you returned.  I came to wish you well, but I hope you have not taken up your mother's evil ways!"  The blonde jungle goddess replied, not unkindly.

Mammalia did not respond to Shaleen's 'olive branch'.  She was of a darkly suspicious nature, and she knew she had already done things, that would incur the wrath of the righteous guardian of the jungle. There would be no profit to rule under Shaleen's watchful eagle eye.

"I shall rule as I see fit, without interference from you!" Mammalia  challenged. "I forbid you to go further!"

"No one forbids Shaleen to move freely in her own jungle!"  The proud, jungle queen retorted with a toss of her long mane of wavy blonde hair, a confident smile on her beautiful features.

"Stand aside!"

Confronting Mammalia, the Lady of the Leopards towered over the brazen, young upstart, who had dared proclaim herself queen.  The size and muscular development of the woman, confronting her, intimidated Mammalia, yet she dared not back down, now.  She had gone too far and the prize was too great. "Even if she defeats me, I have nothing to lose, for she will depose me anyway!" The headstrong, young woman told herself. "And if I win, my vengeance will be sweet!

Once she determined to fight, Mammalia lost no time in attacking. The young usurper lunged at Shaleen, and locking one of her foe's mighty arms behind her own back, she slid her hand inside Shaleen's halter of leopard pelt. Mammalia's hand was strong and her claws sharp, and she inflicted intense pain on Shaleen's big, upthrust breast.  Shaleen struggled wildly, but Mammalia had caught her by surprise, and it took a few moments to recover the initiative.

Shaleen soon worked her trapped arm free, and pushed the heel of her hand under Mammalia's chin.  Then, with a powerful thrust of her mighty arm, she sent the smaller girl reeling backward.

Once she freed herself, Shaleen retaliated by smacking Mammalia's face from side to side, with open handed slaps. Her slaps were just hard enough to punish the woman's presumption, as she was reluctant to use all her formidable strength, lest she injure her young opponent.  She made no move to draw the deadly knife, belted to her well muscled, shapely thigh.  The knife was only for use against the most deadly of enemies, and she hardly regarded this unarmed, stripling in that category.  Even holding back her strength, Shaleen's stinging slaps of jungle retribution brought tears to Mammalia's eyes.

The contemptuous slaps only infuriated the young, would be queen.  She furiously flung herself at Shaleen, clawing at her eyes.

At first, the mighty Lady of the Leopards had been amused by her young foe's boldness, but now Shaleen was angry.  She fiercely grabbed Mammalia by the throat, and lifted her kicking and struggling right off the ground.  She held the slim, young she-cat in her unbreakable grip, until Mammalia begged for mercy.

Fearing she'd hurt the younger woman, Shaleen set her down, assuming that, the presumptuous child had learned her lesson, but Shaleen's mercy was rewarded with treachery.  Mammalia was not so badly hurt as she pretended, and she regarded no surrender as binding.  As soon as Shaleen set her on her feet, and the young devil recovered her balance, Mammalia drove her shin up into the big blonde's crotch.  It was a maneuver she had practiced many times, in the concrete jungle where she was raised, and she was expert at it.  Perhaps, it worked better on a male opponent, but it was effective against a woman too.

It took Shaleen a moment to recover from the foul kick, but a moment was enough. Once, she created an opening, Mammalia did not use her open hand, as Shaleen had.  She enjoyed hurting her foes too much for that. Instead, she drove her hard fist straight into the jungle blonde's chin, with stunning power.  An old, retired, prize fighter, once a top middleweight contender, had taught Mammalia much of his skill, in the neighborhood gym, where she was raised.   Staggered by the first punch, Shaleen was wide open for the next two, a left to the side of her jaw, and a right to her magnificently formed belly.

Mammalia had seen many powerful opponents collapse from lesser blows, but, today, she   faced no ordinary foe. Though dizzied by the deadly punches, Shaleen, with the stamina of the jungle bred, shook them off, and leapt upon Mammalia. Like a leopardess upon her prey, Shaleen bore the smaller woman to the ground, with her superior weight and power.

Atop her foe, Shaleen pummeled her, to quiet her resistance, but Mammalia twisted and turned with steely defiance. Shaleen, still a little shaken by those hard punches, couldn't get a clear shot, and found it increasingly difficult to maintain her advantage.

Then, with a supple twist and a powerful heave, Mammalia rolled Shaleen off her, surprising the mighty, jungle blonde, with her wiry, youthful strength.

Shaleen was undeterred, by the momentary setback.  With the throaty purr of the leopardess about to pounce, she flung herself at the evil young queen, but the wily Mammalia was ready for her.

Mammalia met Shaleen's leap with a hard kick to the chin.  Without pause, Mammalia's strong thighs locked around Shaleen's chest and neck.

Mammalia had caught Shaleen in an awkward  position, in which she couldn't use her mighty strength to  break loose quickly.  The young usurper used the leverage of her own powerful thighs, to roll her mighty foe over on her back.  Now, Mammalia leapt on top.  Shaleen was unpleasantly surprised, when Mammalia pinned her securely to the jungle floor.  The Lady of the Leopards struggled mightily, but couldn't immediately free herself, as Mammalia taunted her.

Mammalia knew she couldn't hold the mighty Shaleen down for long.  While Shaleen struggled to free herself, Mammalia pounded her face with her deadly fists.  Shaleen's senses reeled from the hard punches.

The damaging punches had deadly effect.  Shaleen's wild struggles subsided. With another unexpected twist of her powerful body, Mammalia rolled to the side, and locked her legs around Shaleen's rib cage.  Mammalia took a deep breath, preparing herself. Then, a convulsive tightening of steely, brown thighs and Shaleen screamed in shock, at the terrible, sharp pain in her broad chest. She came near passing out from the wave of pain that seemed to split her chest open.

When Mammalia felt Shaleen's body stiffen convulsively, in her terrible agony, she released the deadly scissors hold and stood up, leaving Shaleen writhing in agony at her feet.