I looked through the binoculars in my turn, and could not supress a shiver of wonder. I had seen a wonderful, terrible lion. It loped silently toward our tour vehicle, staring at us with its mesmerizing yellow eyes. The lion's fur was an orange-gold, with a more orange mane. I was sufficiently close to see his wet black nose and whitish snout. He was just padding next to our car, his ears perked. He didn't seem to want to harm us. The lion shook his head and his mane rippled in the breeze. His soulful eyes met mine, and I was transfixed in the deep pools of yellow-gold. He appeared to lose interest in the tour bus, but I knew this was not so. His long, sinuous body slunk off into the distance leaving me shaken.
~Luna
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3 comments:
hey Luna, you did an awesome job of describing a lion. I should know, as I've seen one up close and had a lioness actually come up to within 2-3 yards of our vehicle (on John's side). are you sure you haven't been to Africa lately?
This a reallllyy amazing decription, Luna. You make it sound like you were really there! There is nothing about it that should be changed. AWESOME JOB. I have nothing more to add.
I love it Luna! Great job! I really felt like I was there.
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