The Savannah Ch4The Savannah Ch4 by Kitsune1391
The butterfly soon flew out of Caspian's reach. He became bored in an instant, seeing nothing else of any interest to play with.
“This place isn't so great!” He whined slumping down in the grass to sulk.
He huffed and puffed, listening to the faint chirping of crickets and the wind whistling through the tall blades of grass.
“Well well well, what have we here?”
Caspian lifted his head at the sudden voice, only to find himself face to face with a cobra, a red spitting cobra to be exact. Unaware at how dangerous the no legged creature was, he sat up and smiled cheerily.
“Why hello little one.” The snake hissed, rising up exposing it's underbelly where a black band rimmed it's throat.
“You have no legs?” Caspian stated bluntly.
“It's rude to state the obvious!” The snake flicked out it's forked tongue.
“But it's true!” He began sniffing at it's tail.
In response the snake spread out the hood aroun
The Savannah Ch3The Savannah Ch3 by Kitsune1391
The afternoon sun was merciless, and the cubs soon awoke uncomfortable...and hungry. Their mother arose quietly as possible and exited the den.
It was time to hunt.
Leaving the three cubs alone was beyond risky, but for the sake of survival she had no choice.
The females decided to pass the time by practicing their skills...and what better way to do that then wrestling.
Caspian however became increasingly restless, being the only male was not ideal, and it was no fun to beat up the girls. Instead, he set his sights on the lighted passageway to the outside world.
Every instinct told him not to leave the safety of the den, that and the memory of his mother's distinct voice echoing in his head.
Unfortunately curiosity, and lack of judgement got the better of him. He started heading towards the slope entrance, glancing over his shoulder only to find his sisters were too preoccupied to notice.
He crept out the tunnel and into the full blast of the sun's rays. It took him a moment to a
The Savannah Ch2The Savannah Ch2 by Kitsune1391
Keyala padded down the narrow archway of branches that made up the den entrance. It was only a short way down till it opened up, and there lay her precious charges. All three were huddled together in a little ball of fur.
Two females and a male. The youngest female was currently being squashed by her stubborn, bossier siblings.
The youngest, little Balla, appeared to have a rather charming nature. But unfortunately appeared to be easily influenced by others, Keyala knew she would have to fight hard to hold her own.
Her sister Kimera had a tougher side to her, not afraid to fight back, though mother instinct told her that that trait might do more harm then good.
Finally the singular male, who had tried to go exploring earlier, troublesome Caspian. A brave little soul, but not so cautious about his surroundings.
The proud mother nestled herself next the little bundle and yawned lazily. Caspian poked his head up, and started scrabbling over his sisters to get closer to her.
The SavannahThe Savannah by Kitsune1391
The golden rays of dawn came over the horizon and showered the Savannah in warmth. A vast herd of wildebeest and zebra galloped across the plain, heading towards the river, on a yearly migration that brought more life to these great lands then anywhere else in the world.
On the other side of the river a series of shrubs and thickets bracketed the nearby bank. Suddenly branches were heard snapping and leaves rustled as something began moving in the brush. A moment later, a gracious creature emerged.
The lioness scanned the area with eagle sharp eyes, concluding that it was safe. She stretched her stiff muscles and yawned flashing pearl white, yet deadly canines.
Her ears twitched as the faint calls of the approaching herd grew louder by the second. So focused was she, she almost missed the bundle of energy that landed in a pile at her feet. She looked down at her tiny kitten, flaying about in the debris, born only a few weeks ago and yet appeared ready for anything.
The cub found his fe