by HorseGal » Sat Oct 06, 2007 11:45 pm
Isoke couldn't believe how the other zebras could just continuing grazing and conversing to each other without any thought of the zebra who was caught by the cheetah. "That...that dirty carnivore," she squealed angrily and stomped her right forehoof on the ground to express her anger. She went into a canter, looking for her mother. Her ears were upright and alert and her cocoa eyes were staring at each zebra. When she finally found her mother among a small group of pregnant mares, Isoke slowed to a halt and stared at her, her eyes full of hurt and anger. "Why does the rest of the herd go on as if nothing has ever happened," she challenged to her mother right away. "It's not right...he was a, a sort of friend of mine!"
Isoke's mother gazed at her daughter with sad, understanding eyes. "Isoke, Isoke...every time a predator attacks, there is always a chance of losing one of the herd. It's just the way of life. Some live and some die. It's all for the matter of survival."
Isoke snorted and rolled her eyes. "Survival, huh. Why didn't the lead stallion just fight the cheetah off? I'm sure he's strong enough to do that."
"He has to keep his eyes on the other herd members," the pregnant zebra mare explained and nudged Isoke gently. "Run off to join the yearlings and two year olds, now." She nuzzled her daughter gently. "Or, better yet, a little away to think."
Isoke closed her eyes and lowered her head. "Bu...ok, fine mother. I will do that." She walked away from her mother, her head was low and her ears were back. She didn't want to be bothered by the other zebras of the herd.
"You alone can make my song take flight, help me make the music of the night."-Phantom POTO
"There is more day to dawn. The sun is but a morning star." -Henry Thoreau
