Originally Posted by
Wheeljak
It relates, 'cuz that lion was in love. I'm betting that the lion could smell her hormones, and her movements somehow reminded him of feline mating postures, and he put two and two together and calculated that she was prime to be mounted.
Notice that the lion's pounce was not a deathstrike; he used neither teeth nor claws on her. He was just trying to give it to her! He's just a cat, so he was too dumb to know that she was too little for his big ol' 400 pound ass, and she'd get broken.