It was happening, something beautiful was about to unfold in Viridian forest – love. And a love like no other, a love that cannot be held by boundaries, a love so pure and special, that no one can stop it.
From out of the bush he sprang, so proud and majestic with his deep sun colour, so strong looking and fierce with his rouge coloured cheeks and small yet robust body, and so...electrifying. He rears up; looking for enemies, but none, no one would dare challenge him. He patrolled his territory while bright sparks shot slowly from his cheeks, but no enemy in sight. Then, his long, ears pricked as he heard something from afar. It travelled for miles, scaring tailows from their nests and making bunearys, skip to the sound. He ran, following the sound while his ears stood erect. He released sparks from his cheeks and he was leaking his masculine fluid, could this be it?
He ran for miles, until finally – he saw her, sitting elegantly upon a large, rugged boulder, she too was releasing sparks. He reared up, calling to her and she responded by calling back. She leapt from the rock and submissively lowered her ears and tail. He quickly ran up from behind her and began the mating ritual. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning, twice his size shot through the trees and struck him down. He sprang to his feet and began growling and foaming. From behind an oak tree stomped an even bigger creature of the same electrifying type. He roared and whipped his long, black tail. They both pounced at each other and thunderbolts as big as trees shot in every direction. The female ran for cover as the two testosterone filled males ripped and shot at each other. At the end of the intense battle from a cloud of smoke, the bigger male lay lying soaked in blood. He staggered to his feet and limped pathetically away, making sure that no one cast eyes on him.
The yellow male stood proud and let out a huge cry of victory, he had won the right to mate.
The mating ritual was quick, as he mounted her several times. It was a most beautiful sight.
3 months later...
The male so proud and wild, was guarding the outside of his den. Loud yelps were coming from inside as he listened helplessly. The noises carried on until not yelps could be heard – but cries. The female appeared from the den along with five other little faces. The proud father greeted his new babies as they yelped and cried for their mother's milk. Then, as the little ones tucked in, an even smaller face emerged from the den, he was the tiniest one of the group – quite fragile and wobbly. Yet even though small now, one day he will grow to be proud like his father. His name – Pikaboo.