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Originally posted by Ravincal
Tando staggered on his legs and walked slowly forward, any hope was lost. He would surely sooner or later die of the wounds, or die of the dehydration of the hot burning sun that made his tongue nearly toast as he gasped and breathed slowly and deep. His adolescent paws couldn't bear him much longer.
Suddenly, he heard a couple of voices of cubs playing in.. water... water! Tando took one step, but falled to his belly and groaned as he landed. He used his last energy with a dangerous risk, he didn't know if there was hostile adults near the cubs, but he had no choice of calling for help.
''Somebody! Help!''
Scout stopped when he heard a low cry for help. Scout walked up too the Lion that was lying down on his belly but not too close because he didn't know if this lion was friendly or not. "Mr. Are you ok?" Scout asked the lion curiously.