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Savannah – Amber Eyes
Story written on June 24, 2012 by kins40.
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Bette watched on as the Maasai tribesman walked away in the morning light. His shoulders were hunched weighted down by the difficult message he had just delivered to his friend.
The vet’s heart was equally as heavy. Legally, she could not do anything. Many other tribes in the region still practiced the ancient ritual of boys to men passage and lions were still killed needlessly in the name of tradition. The less forward thinking custom was frowned upon and whole heartedly discouraged but no one had ever been pursued for the practice.
Her jaws clenched as she closed the door over, looking down the corridor in the direction of their bedroom. She had to think of a solution, fast, before Tina woke up. She did not want to have to tell her any bad news, not after the memorable evening they had spent together.
Mulling over her options, Bette pushed quietly back into the house, reaching the back door in the direction of the veterinary surgery.
Her last check on the little female cub had been the night before when they had got back from their stake out. The kitten’s condition had not improved much but it had not worsened either. "Silver lining," she had thought to herself, "Silver lining."
With some trepidation, she approached the little cage, the cat was lying in. From the door she had only been able to see the multicoloured blanket, the little female had been wrapped in, to try and help her stay warm and conserve the energy she would need to help her recovery.
From the moment Bette entered the space, there had been no discernible movement from there, contrary to the cage occupied by Etana, which had come to life as soon as the male cub had heard the vet’s arrival.
"Alright, alright… little man," Bette soothed, crouching down to liberate the excited little lion.
Etana, hardly, waited for the metal wire door to open before sneaking his head out, overjoyed to be free again. He jumped into Bette’s lap, jumping off almost straight away to start running circles around the now kneeling vet.
"You are full of the joys of spring this morning, aren’t you?" Bette continued trying to stroke the cat but barely able to touch him as he moved around her restlessly, "Shall we see how your sister is doing?"
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I feel like I was there because of your splendid writing. Wonderful!
Oh my..Africa on Sunday afternoon..such beautiful writing!!
ITA w/wkm. I feel as if I was present. What awesome writing but mean to leave us hanging. Hopefully the great cat will be overcome by the tranquilizer. How ironic and cruel if Bette has to kill or maim the creature she so treasures.
Your writing always leaves me hanging for more words. Thank you for sharing this amazing and moving story. You write the perfect scene. Awesome!
Holy shit this is good! It’s so captivating and wonderful!
An incredible piece of writing. Here’s hoping that tranquillizer takes effect in time…
And…. ??? What happens next Kins!? It’s too bad that you end the chapter there as it broken the spell of my existence in Africa with Tibette!! :-/ you know theres a saying that books is the windows of the world?! Well, may I say that your writing is like a journey to another dimension!? :-) the wording makes everything so real! Well done Kins! :-) amazing writing!! And I still looking forward to what happen next! I hope the gun which was in Bette’s hand won’t hurt anyone, and nobody is get hurt too. LOL on your A.N… :-D it’s a blessing to have a childishness in us as long as its in a good way… Being mature sometimes not so good as it took some joy in life.. So keep the balance … ;-) PPVS! And thanks for another marvelous update!! ^^,
My heart is beating like crazy reading this…who needs to go to Africa when you are such an amazing story teller…as far as kissing in a tree…I think because there was kissing involved…it didn’t matter that it was in a tree…
Don’t be trigger-happy, Bette. I trust you to give her another few steps to let the stuff kick in. [As for “k*i*s*s*i*n*g” – I totally missed that possibility. And I even say it – just to be irritating, sometimes! :-)]
Awesome writing.
Noooo!…I’m afraid for them. ..But I know one more shot of that? …the Cat will be gone. …. PPS Kins40..
Hey you! Sorry about the delay in my reading/commenting! My mission was extended for a month, and as usual I seem to have a hard time finding time for myself.. But I am so glad I finally got to catch up with your last two chapters! So great… I love how you describe wildlife in the savannah. And those cubs are so cute!… Well, not as cute as our ladies of course! I loved that intimate moment in the tree, not to mention the sweetest wake up ever! I kinda have a hunch about where you’re going with this, but hey, who knows, you’re full of surprises, so… ;) Thanks for continuing with this beautiful story, such a wonderful treat! Talk soon, Kw.
This is sad
😱 shoot!!!!!! OMG K! Is it because we didn’t guess correctly? I’m so sorry, I’ll pay better attention next time, ok? I’ll be loading my gun whilst waiting for the update. Loved it and you😘
Wonderful chapter, just awesome! Your writing is superb. You took me to Africa with you and with Tina and Bette in that jeep. I could hear the shot, see the lioness get up and start after Bette telling her “to go ahead and kill her she didn’t have her babies and she had nothing else to live for without them.” Hopefully that dart will take her down before Bette has to pull the trigger. Because that will also devestate Tina. Maybe if she lives she could beome mama to Tina’s kittens, since they don’t have anyone but Tina. Do lions take charge of orphans like some other species do? Thanks for a wonderful chapter.
Amazing as always.Thank you.PPS
absolutely wonderful. I could picture the whole thing in my mind. Wonderful awesome and excellent. thank you.
Holy crap Kins! What a way to leave us. I don’t suppose this cat could be the mother of Tina’s cubs, could she? I thought their mother was killed, but hummmmmm, wondering. Love this. PPS!!