After a late night on the tiles, having howled & sprayed all night in the direction of some comely & available Eternian Princesses, King Carnivus stops in the middle of the road, suddenly choking on a large, wine soaked fur-ball.
He'd done a little too much grooming to look good for his night out, & mixed with rich food & strong wine, he's having trouble getting rid of this slick, turgid mess in his throat - so his drinking buddy Fisto gives him a helpful smack on the back.
Unfortunately, Fisto is a bit of a drunkard & forgets he's wearing his giant gauntlet. King Carnivus goes crashing onto the middle of the road. Just as he manages to stagger to his feet, he's hit by Ram-Man as he drunkenly swerves the Attack-Track down the road, oblivious to everything...
B L A M !
...Somehow, kitty-man Carnivus survives, but because he's a pathetic, mangled mess with a huge medical bill, Man-At-Arms gently puts him to sleep with multiple merciful blows from his most enormous sledge-hammer. Then they turn King Carnivus' handsome coat into a pair of slippers for his guilt-ridden pal Fisto, who blubs like a girl as Carnivus is finally laid to rest in a cardboard shoe-box.