Sita was loping rather aimlessly around the savannah. She was feeling rather hungry at the moment, but she didn't see any food opportunities nearby. No carcasses. Darn, she thought. I wish I was bigger. Then, I would be able to hunt better. Sighing, she continued with her walk.
Mahiri was laying on a tree limb, relaxed. For him, this was a good day. He was full from a zebra he had last night, and, even better, no one was bothering him! I wish there could be more days like this, he thought wistfully. He stretched out, shifted position, and went back to resting.
Mwezi was sniffing around, looking for rodents she could hunt. So far, she found none, much to her dismay. Come on! Where's a mouse when I need one? Growling, she continued her search, getting more annoyed by the minute.






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