Cubby, the LionSheep

It was about 2 o’clock in the afternoon. The Lioness and her cub were returning to the woods to rest under the shadow of the trees. Most of the time, the lioness before going to the river to drink took her five month old cub beyond the river with the intention of ambushing prey as they came to it. When she caught a baby deer she would leave it in front of her son in an attempt to teach him how to hunt his prey whenever he got the opportunity. That afternoon, as usual both mother and son made a good team in attacking a small deer. It was the mothers task to ambush the prey and then drop it half dead before her cub to let him play with it as she cooled down. She was panting hard because running after the swift agile deer was not easy. After feeding from the dead animal and drinking from the pure streaming water they returned towards the woods. Jacob suddenly flinched and stopped because he saw the lioness and her cub coming from afar. Sam was following him. “What is it?” Sam asked confused. “Jacob put one of his fingers across his lips and whispered, “Shushshsh…” in an attempt to warn him from making a noise. “I’ve seen the lioness,” Jacob added in a whisper. “Where is she?” Sam was very scared. He began to move back wards without turning his face because he was panicking so much. “Sam listen to me; if you want to live you must stay where you are; don’t move, the lioness will see you,” Jacob warned him. “Oh dear God; we are going to die,” Sam muttered panicking. “Sam, please; it’s just her and the little cub; don’t worry I’m going to take care of them.” Jacob tried to reassure him.