What do a Ugandan cho and a la foufou have in common? They have found friendship in the Savanna when a lion rescues a helpless cocoon and gains a beautiful and loyal friend. The zoos and parks seem very responsible with their wildlife. This lioness will hopefully return to the wild when she is mature.
lake doesn’t claim this baby
Poets United prompt today is Animals in recognition of World Animal Day
“I am air” the nymph proudly said to the lion after having her request refused.
“You can neither move me nor displace me. I am fire.”
“Ah we shall see.” the nymph smiled with a half wink
“We shall see…”
Nymphs (especially the air ones) have an uncanny ability to change shape and size.
“It is not a big blow but a small, elemental one required of this beast .” she giggled to herself.
A sleek feline entered the grassy meadow where a maned lion lay fast asleep. She circled first so that the silent air would carry her scent. stealthily she walked up to the beast and whispered “Catch me if you can”
She bounded off into the trees knowing when he caught her scent he would follow. She found another meadowy area and laid down. She rolled crunching the grass and making sure her scent was obvious. Before he arrived, she became a nymph once more and ascended into the trees to watch. He bounded toward the area and waited for her return. He seemed to look sad and displaced but soon roared and fell asleep.
The nymph was tickled but dared not disturb the beast.
“This tea party is the very best you’ve ever had.” all her guests exclaimed. The nymph agreed. The meadow was the perfect setting.
Smiling she thought “Air wins over fiery Mr Lion.”
In the breeze, a lioness returned to the meadow …
Photography “Falling Sun” L. Moon copyright 9/2012
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