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It is rare to find species different from him. Such different body they had from his own. A small frame, curvy edges, and even short hair outlined around its delicate figure. It caused him to not avert his gaze. Especially from their f...
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It was a normal sunny day for the troop to eat lunch, except for one man.
Over the years, Tarzan grew into a refined, strong man. His hair was still unruly, but his handsome features took after his father, and his caring eyes developed, taking after his mother. And after these years, he was still unaware of his true form. He grew flexible and stronger than before.
All the years of living in the jungle strengthened his senses, and his instincts about his surroundings grew as well. However, his playfulness never swayed.
Tarzan hid in the shadows and grinned. He quietly crawled behind his mother as she peeled a fruit. Just as he was about to scare her, she interrupted him.
"Don't even think about it," she deadpanned.
He blew a raspberry and swung in front of her, "How'd you know it was me?"
"I'm your mother. I know everything. Now, where have you been?"
Tarzan grabbed one of her fruits and smirked, "I thought you knew everything."
He grunted as Terk suddenly tackled him. "Hey, Auntie 'K'," Terk smiled. You're looking remarkably groomed today."
"Hello, Terk," Kala deadpanned, unimpressed.
Tarzan roared and tackled Terk, rolling past Kerchak, who shook his head at them. "Not the neck. Not the neck there, 'T'," Terk scolded.
They kept playing around, bumping into Tantor. "Whoa! Okay. It's all fun and games till someone loses an eye," Tantor moved away.
Terk and Tarzan ignored him and kept playing.
"Please stop. Somebody's going to get hurt," Tantor tried. "And it's always me. Please"
They rolled each other farther away, and Terk hesitated as she got a cramp in her leg. Tarzan took his chance and put her in a chokehold.
"Okay, you win! Ow, ow! Okay! You win. Hello?" Terk winced.
Tarzan stopped and glanced at the trees in front of them, furrowed his brows, and frowned. He felt as if he was being watched. He wasn't sure where it came from, but he knew they weren't alone. Not noticing, he tightened his hold on Terk.
"Yo, Yo, let go!" Terk shouted.
Tarzan snapped out of his daze and let go, "Oh, sorry, Terk."
Terk coughed, holding her neck, "What kind of animal are you?!"
Tarzan moved to the front and narrowed his eyes at the trees. He didn't know what it was, but he felt a bad feeling in there.
"I've been thinking lately that maybe Tarzan could be some subspecies of elephant," Tantor mused.
"What, are you crazy? An elephant?" Terk blinked.
"Listen to me. Think about it. He enjoys a peanut. I enjoy a peanut."
