Chapter Seven
In Africa a family was on a trip. A small boy was playing in sand, just outside the trailer.
A younger girl came close, she was a strange colour to him, not whole white like him and not black as the original African tribes; like them she didn't have anything on.
Like a toddler, which he was, he made friends easily, "hel-lo," he announced, but she didn't say anything only watched.
She moved, crouched down, with her legs, but hands still touching the ground, she got closer to him, smelling him out as if she never met his kind before.
The sun shone with hotness on earth, mirages swimming around them. Out of the trailer came the boys father, seeing the girl, he came closer, shouting for her to leave.
She moved towards him, her dark hair sweeping the ground.
"Go away, savage," he shouted, as the girl smelt him, circling around.
To indicate his meaning, he pushed her lightly on the shoulders away from him.
At that moment an animal leaped onto him, tearing his throat in half.
A black panther rarely attacking human kind, killed the man, protecting the girl.
The boy looked in fascination as the big animal circling him and went to the little girl. The massive creature pushed the girl with it's wet nose.
"Yaarr," the girl answered pleading, leaving, but her features were no longer of a girl, but a small animal. She turned into the cub of the bigger animal…
Strekoza: Africa again… sight… had a bit of a mess in the previous chapter - turned a bit differently, not like planned - well this one at least looks decent. I couldn't of done a big mess out of a little entry - He, he.