I was finally in Africa, on the beautiful Savannah, watching the many wonderful animals as they went along their daily business.

It was boiling hot, but I didn't care.

All I cared about was all the animals I could see.

I was near a rather large rock that had a pride of lions living on it.

I kept my distance of course. I knew the lions would see me as a threat.

After all, could I blame them? Humans are the most vicious and cruel of all animals on Earth. Their main problem? Greed! That is what it all boiled down to.

I growled angrily to myself at the the thought of belonging to such a cruel group of creatures.

I sat watching the pride of lions, in which there was two males and about eleven females, along with 2 small cubs. A male and female by the look of them.

I smiled - they were do cute!

I noticed five particular lionesses stayed with the dominant male, while the other six stayed with the smaller, less dominat male.

I also notcied that one of those females was pregnant. Must be with the less dominant male.

Interestingly, a blue bird was with the lions and even sat on the dominate male's shoulder from time to time. Call me crazy, but it looked like they talked to each other.

I shrugged. Well, humans couldn't fully understand the ways of all the other animals living on this planet. If the blue bird somehow had a bond with the lions, then good for it!

As I was watching them, a noise distracted me, as well as alerted all of the lions.

The dominat male roared to the lionesses, and they rushed off to see what was going on, as did I.

Then my heart sank...oh no - it was poachers!

There was four of them, and it looked like they wanted the large male!

Gasping, I ignored how dangerous the lions were and raced to help them.

The large lion had spotted the poachers and with a furious roar, raced towards them, intent on either killing them or scaring them away.

3 of the poachers drove away with fright, leaving the fourth to fend for himself.

He grunted with rage and pointed his gun right in the lions face.

The lion gasped and I saw fear in his eyes.

But just as the poacher was about to shoot, I shouted and pelted a rock at his head.

He lost balance and the bullet went in the air somewhere, narrowly missing the blue bird who accompanied the great lion.

Speaking of whom, he had stopped and was watching what I was doing - he seemed to understand I was trying to stop the other human from hurting him, especially when I stood infront of him so the poacher couldn't get a good shot of him.

"Get out my way you idiot, befor he kills us both!" he screamed at me.

"I don't care if he kills me, I'll give him a meal, and you deserve to be killed by him!" I shouted back, standing my ground, "And we wouldn't be in danger if you hadn't poaching him - which is illegal I might add!" I growled.

He screamed and was just about to shoot me, when a smaller but still powerful dark male lion with a scar down his face jumped from nowhere and savaged the poacher - but out of instinct, he pulled the trigger and the buller went straight through my stomach.

I fell to my knees in absalute agony.

I looked up in time to see the male going to attack me, but the large dominant male stopped him and placed a paw across me.

Oh my God, he was protecting me in return for me protecting him.

But it did not matter now.

I coould feel my life ebbing away, and soon I could see and hear nothing.