It was a soft cry.... like the cry of help by a baby for its mother when he/she is scared and wishes to be assured and pampered by the mother...
She was cowering in a corner making whimpering sounds... waiting to be saved from what now seemed like a sure face-off with the danger... She knew she was in danger.. the animal in her was able to smell it from a mile every time.. only this time her senses had been dulled by the other things that had been going on in her life...
She had always been proud of her ability to dodge the danger.. but of late with her loosing so much so soon had caused her sense of preservation to take back seat.. all her senses were directed towards coping with the grief caused...
The shadows came closer and soon took shape.. turned themselves into human beings... she was wary very wary of the events waiting to unfold.. pushed against the wall... ready to fight but she had less of hope to go on..
The humans could sense it... they exchanges quick looks giving each other signals that were easily understood with years of hunting together.. they were ready to hunt her down.. they were well armed while she had only her animal instincts to fall back upon... all other senses had been dulled...
They moved in unison like a pack out for hunt.. she cowered but knew that to survive this she would have to get together all of her resolve and withstand the onslaught..
She stood tall and waited in a defensive mode.. waiting for the attack to begin.. they closed in on her.. inching forward.. all the while hedging her.. she growled under her breath.. suddenly they charged..
She got on her haunches and lunged forward... her claws unsheathed.. fangs uncovered... it would have been scary had she been given the chance to grow into the strong beasts that her family was..
At the age that she was, without her family to guide her, she was no match to the hunters.. even though she put up a strong resistance.... she was soon over-powered... and was bundled into the cage...
The cage that was to be her home from now on... from which she emerged only to dance to the tunes of her masters... a mighty beast reduced to performing in front of humans (if they could be called such... after all humans were supposed to be possess kindness)...
The lady of the jungle... the pride of woodlands was reduced to a mere performer.. forever forlorn.. waiting for an escape which she knew lay only in death
She was cowering in a corner making whimpering sounds... waiting to be saved from what now seemed like a sure face-off with the danger... She knew she was in danger.. the animal in her was able to smell it from a mile every time.. only this time her senses had been dulled by the other things that had been going on in her life...
She had always been proud of her ability to dodge the danger.. but of late with her loosing so much so soon had caused her sense of preservation to take back seat.. all her senses were directed towards coping with the grief caused...
The shadows came closer and soon took shape.. turned themselves into human beings... she was wary very wary of the events waiting to unfold.. pushed against the wall... ready to fight but she had less of hope to go on..
The humans could sense it... they exchanges quick looks giving each other signals that were easily understood with years of hunting together.. they were ready to hunt her down.. they were well armed while she had only her animal instincts to fall back upon... all other senses had been dulled...
They moved in unison like a pack out for hunt.. she cowered but knew that to survive this she would have to get together all of her resolve and withstand the onslaught..
She stood tall and waited in a defensive mode.. waiting for the attack to begin.. they closed in on her.. inching forward.. all the while hedging her.. she growled under her breath.. suddenly they charged..
She got on her haunches and lunged forward... her claws unsheathed.. fangs uncovered... it would have been scary had she been given the chance to grow into the strong beasts that her family was..
At the age that she was, without her family to guide her, she was no match to the hunters.. even though she put up a strong resistance.... she was soon over-powered... and was bundled into the cage...
The cage that was to be her home from now on... from which she emerged only to dance to the tunes of her masters... a mighty beast reduced to performing in front of humans (if they could be called such... after all humans were supposed to be possess kindness)...
The lady of the jungle... the pride of woodlands was reduced to a mere performer.. forever forlorn.. waiting for an escape which she knew lay only in death
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