An Animals Adventure

An Animal Adventure

 I sit guarding the entrance to my den, watching my little Eliza sleep. I long to shut my eyes and rest after my long day, but I can't. I must guard my little baby from the monsters that prowl outside of our little den. The monsters that have haunted my kind since anyone can remember. And by monsters, I mean humans.

They attach at any time, day or night. They hide in the bushes and shrubbery, patiently waiting for the moment that they can fire their sticks and strike one of my brethren deer down. After that, they take the innards out of the still-warm body, and drag what's left to their cars. They take their bounty home, calling it a prize and rejoicing as if the didn't just take a innocent life.

While they celebrate with their families, we mourn the precious deer's life that has been brutally taken. We cry silent tears from our large eyes, knowing that we will never see the loved brother or sister again.

So that's why I can't go to sleep. I have to guard my baby from the monsters that might take her life. While it's still spring, meaning that the hunters aren't out as much, there are still some predators that go against their man-made laws, and continue to hunt us anyway. I must keep my eyes open so I can protect Eliza if one of those lawbreakers comes wandering into our den.

Eventually though, I find my eyes closing. I don't have the strength to force them open again, and I slowly fall into a deep slumber.

...

I awaken to the sound of boot stepping on the damp forest floor outside. I inspect my den, and am relieved to see that Eliza is still sleeping on her bed of leaves in the corner. My relief os short lived though, as the sound of the boots starts to sound closer and closer. I nudge Eliza farther into the corner, trying desperately not to wake her. The last thing I need in this situation is a freaked out baby.

I position myself in front of the leafy entrance to my den and prepare to protect my young with my life. It's a big sacrifice, but I'd do anything for my beautiful daughter. I'd even kill for her.

Suddenly, a hand reaches through the leaves. I stay completely still and silent. Then, the hand pulls away the curtain of leaves and reveals my den. I sit shocked as the hunter's murderous face grins back at me. I decide to take action.

I start to make frantic, jerking movements, trying to keep him from getting a good aim at me. I also make a deep growling sound from the bottom of my throat. When he starts to take his gun from his shoulder, I turn around and kick him in the face. When he still doesn't leave, I start to bite him. I lunge my head and aclamped my jaw onto his arm, refusing to let go.

Finally, he gets up and stalks away, cursing my kind. I don't care though, because my baby is safe. I cannot explain how scared I felt when that hunter came, but it was worth it. I protected my baby from the predator, and I will continue to protect her for as long as I shall live.