How To Love (B)

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… His story had changed. Who is this? He asked himself. He has always had to roam around for kilometers before finding a pack. All around knew to stay away from his territory. They might fall prey someday they all knew and have perfected the will to postpone such occurrence. Who then is this who have run directly into his territory and saw to wallow in his fields?

 

THE HEART BROKEN

The bird glide into her view again and shortly after another followed, its mate possibly. It looked as though they had plan to tease her, to flaunt their unity in the face of her disappointment with the opposite sex. She blinked her eyelids but they were still dry. She needed to weep, tears to drop-burdens to drop

 

THE PREDATOR

He took a step forward, it was far from majestic. The animals around have perfected evading his kind for too long free meals have become possibilities none ever expected. The sight of one before him now raised his suspicion. He moved closer and saw she was still breathing, faintly, but she was still alive. He drew a step backwards, took a deep breathe, roared, louder than he can ever remember and pounced.

 

THE ROMANTIC

He shrieked with fear on hearing the thunderous sound. He had followed her from a distance after she passed him. He had seen her cross the stream, the territory, over to the land unknown and mooed out to her of the danger but she hadn’t stopped. He had ran to catch up with her but who could chase after the fastest of the pack, and catch up? A thought had come up in his mind to give up when she fell and just when he tried to discard the thought he had seen the predator and stopped still. He had no time to think, just to act. His limbs made to run away but his heart made to help. He pushed his hooves to the ground and lowered his head, directing his horns forward he moved.

 

HOW TO LOVE

When she heard the lion roar, she was neither afraid nor did the rhythm of her heart beat change. She had thought it was the end and was willing to embrace it. He had sunk his humongous canines into her right biceps but had gone no further as a bull appeared from nowhere and took the beast over.

Moments later she regained some strength and managed to stand. Both THE PREDATOR and THE ROMANTIC where taking their last breath.

 

The gray haired man cleared his throat, “…and this is the end of my story” he said.

“It is a good story, grandpa, but I do not like that that bull died trying to save someone who dumped him. She did not deserve it” said Tolu, the youngest among Pa James audience

Grandpa James smiled and replied, “We all have someone who loves us so much, we can never deserve”

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How To Love (A)

THE HEART BROKEN
Her heart pumped hard and fast, the wind blew into her heavy eyes – drops of tears flew in the air. She wouldn’t stop, yet no idea sprung in her mind where she was running to or in whose territory she now was in. She just kept running, running from what she just saw. How could he? Why would he choose to hurt her this way?
Her sight blurred out and she felt dizzy, the world spun and all went blank.
She opened her eyes to the sight of a beautiful blue sky. A bird glide in the sky. She kept her eyes fixed on it, watched it fly, she wished she could too; fly away from her sorrows, away from the tears and pain.
But she couldn’t. She had no wings. Even if she did, some things can’t just be left behind. Some sight can’t be forgotten. They just go with you, glued to every beat of your heart. She blinked her eyelids to let another tear drop but none did. She had cried all her tears out.
She tried to lift herself up but was hindered by a sharp pain. The picture of what had happened to her stretched in her imagination as though she watched it happen to someone else. Her left shoulder had borne the weight of her whole body. The pain she felt was like that from a thorn driven into left shoulder and dragged through to her lower ribs. She had run so far, so fast her limbs couldn’t take her any faster, any farther. She made to raise herself up again, it was futile, her limbs only shook, they had lost all strength. They had given up on her.

THE ROMANTIC
He smiled. A smile that longed for what he saw. A ram and ewe enjoying a meal together. That simple act made him long for the moment he’d find his special one. One he could share his life with too.
He thought he had found that sometime ago. The day he went to the gushing spring to get a drink with his best pal the pack’s favorite, but it was never to be as the favorite of all didn’t cease to get the favour of the beauty he saw that day. Who wouldn’t want the attention of the one with the longest and curviest horn of all in the pack? One with hump so large only he can carry?
He made to swallow the cud he just finished chewing then she sped by. The cloud of dust that accompanied her made him wonder if it was just one person that had passed. As the dust settled and his vision of her got better he saw it was her. The love of his life who had gotten bond with another. The one he was just thinking about.

THE PREDATOR
His belly churned. He hadn’t had a decent prey in a long while. The heat had driven them all southwards and he hadn’t enough strength to trek too far away from his kingly cave in a quest for bigger meals. He longed for that but would rather manage little than trek in the heat. He picked up the bone left from his last prey and crushing it with his massive molars lifted his head to allow better passage for the pieces. As he lifted his head, he heard the sound of hooves. He turned his head to the direction of the sound and saw her approaching. He could sense she was tired and right in the process of his analysis he saw her fall. Was it his longing for a sumptuous meal that made his imagination go wild or was this real? He thought. He closed his eyes for a few seconds then opened them but she was still there.

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