Hatari the Hyena: Life
~A life though the eyes of one great hyena, from the depths of Disgrace, to all
loving Grace. Then back again.~
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Life. humans try to find the meaning of it. they waste their lives trying become the best. As for an animal beneath the food chain, life is nothing short of a battle. The plants get eaten by herbivores and we carnivores eat the
herbivores; but a lot of times, most of the carnivores kill us for fun. We used to be something, we used to be the smartest dogs in African landscape. Now that has changed. Now we are hanging on the edge of life by our bare claws. We are
Hyenas. Our backs Are hunched over on account of the small food were lucky enough to snag.
My life, began with a simple thrust; I was a lucky one. My siblings were killed for food, sadly, we hyenas, that you humans call
scavengers, have to eat something, and yes, that sometimes means killing our young. My name is Hatari, the only pup of Shedante and Davari. Shedante was the matriarch of our clan. My father hunted in the night, sometimes coming back
with a couple of groundhogs, not much, but enough to give me the rich milk my mother rarely had. As I grew older, I met two animals that would change my life forever, and that's where our story begins.
Oh, your wondering what I look like? Well, I was a full muscled hyena. Chosen out of 20 other male hyenas to be the royal guard to the next matriarch. I was, and still am loyal, brave, caring and smart. My mane grew to make sort of you apes call Mohawk. My eyes were that of my mother, red. And I was as big as a female hyena, which
was about three inches taller then the average male.
I was gnawing on a bone when a hyena walked up. "got room for two?" she asked.
I smiled, " sure do." I moved over. " what's your name?
She looked up. "Shenzi" she replied. " what's yours?"
I told her my name. "here." I told her shyly, giving her a fresh zebra leg. "it's a day old." I smiled. Her eyes lit up. As she ate it, I felt my heart flutter, you hairless apes make your meat fresh, but you will never know, how sweet it is to get a day or two old part of something, we have to make do with scraps, and not enough of that. The best thing to give to your favorite hyena, was the heart. It was a little tough to get into, but of you did get though, you'd be rewarded with blood, yes you dumb humans, blood. I won't go into detail, on account of two reasons,
1. It'll make me hungry, and,
2. I hate human paste.
She crunched through slowly, savoring the bites. Meat for us is nothing more of heaven for us. As she finished. She planted a kiss on my right cheek, saying a word of thanks to my surprised face.
A/N this is my story you guys. First story(this one) is Pre-Lion King 2nd story (the longest. Is going to be in Lion King. 3rd Story, Pre-TLK2 and erm, well it's going to be in TLK2 PLEASE REVIEW.