Shaardul Cleans Up – p.7

January 19, 2012 at 4:57 pm 1 comment

Before Shaardul could reply or react, the female had fled.

He stood motionless for many minutes, trying to understand why he was being punished. He had never harmed another tiger, and tried not to stray out of his own territory.

He looked down at the ground. He could be attacked at any moment, just for standing there. Had he somehow offended the earth itself? Did the earth talk to the other tigers? What if he offended the trees, too; would the monkeys kick him out?

Monkeys, he thought. Why the monkeys? He wanted nothing to do with them ever again, even if he didn’t understand how they were connected to this turn of events. There would be no more naps in the sun.

Shaardul chose a nearby tree with a thick trunk that was easy to climb, and ascended to a low, wide branch. He lay down on his belly, draping one paw over the branch to rest his head on and let the other three dangle off the sides. His dinner had escaped. He was hungry and tired, but in a more pronounced way than he’d ever felt; and he was most definitely grumpy.


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  • 1. Craig T. Adams  |  January 19, 2012 at 11:12 pm

    Awwww…! I know just how he feels…. :-/


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