She had dosed off and was dreaming of a nice meal in front on a warm fire when she jumped up to a loud trumpeting. He had a bad dream perhaps. Hunger. Excitement exiting from stage left, logic stumbling in from stage right. Who knows how long it took for elephant babies to get to normal? There were beams of sun pouring in from the gaps: it was late morning already! And was he asking to go out? No, he was not asking anymore. He had succeeded in tumbling the rocks down.
She held her breath and tried to flatten against the walls. But almost to her disappointment, no wolves jumped in.
As he took a break to breath in she heard a faint echo of his trumpeting, over the sounds of the waterfall.
She was not sure if it was a good thing. Surely the baby was happy now and was trumpeting louder than ever. It was a happy noise she recorded in her mind. But she was not sure if it was a good thing. A mother who was looking for its baby since... who knows how long?... finds the baby in, well, a trap! With a human. Nopes. This was the very essence of Not Good.
There was a herd that had come looking for him. And the calf did not wait to look left and right and left again, before he ran across the wolf highway and started cuddling with his mother.
Lajwanti felt, overall, very not-attacked. Of course threatened multiple times by different elephants, that was like saying there is light when sun is out, but everyone followed the mother's suit. After what felt like a long time, the baby tried to come close to Lajwanti. Her mother's trunk was still holding around his waist, thus he tugged the mother along.
He brought his trunk close to her and moved it over her head and added more noise to the general racket of trumpeting. It felt almost as if the calf explained who Lajwanti was. The mother decided to bring her large and powerful trunk, potentially a very dangerous weapon, towards Lajwanti. She looked into one of the eyes of the mother, to gauge if it is okay.
She held her breath and tried to flatten against the walls. But almost to her disappointment, no wolves jumped in.
As he took a break to breath in she heard a faint echo of his trumpeting, over the sounds of the waterfall.
She was not sure if it was a good thing. Surely the baby was happy now and was trumpeting louder than ever. It was a happy noise she recorded in her mind. But she was not sure if it was a good thing. A mother who was looking for its baby since... who knows how long?... finds the baby in, well, a trap! With a human. Nopes. This was the very essence of Not Good.
There was a herd that had come looking for him. And the calf did not wait to look left and right and left again, before he ran across the wolf highway and started cuddling with his mother.
Lajwanti felt, overall, very not-attacked. Of course threatened multiple times by different elephants, that was like saying there is light when sun is out, but everyone followed the mother's suit. After what felt like a long time, the baby tried to come close to Lajwanti. Her mother's trunk was still holding around his waist, thus he tugged the mother along.
He brought his trunk close to her and moved it over her head and added more noise to the general racket of trumpeting. It felt almost as if the calf explained who Lajwanti was. The mother decided to bring her large and powerful trunk, potentially a very dangerous weapon, towards Lajwanti. She looked into one of the eyes of the mother, to gauge if it is okay.
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