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The Ark

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Lana Star

Chapter 3

By Sea

The truck stopped again with a jolt. I really wish these guys would learn how to drive.
They came around singing something in Spanish as they carried my cage inside an empty warehouse. Inside though, it was far from empty. Cages lined the walls, all holding stolen animals from zoos all over South Dakota. Wolves, bears, leopards and even other tigers were crammed into tiny cages meant for animals nearly half their size.


A man stood in the middle of the room in the center of a dimly lit circle from a hole in the roof that seemed to be a makeshift spot light. He held a club in one hand and a ring of keys in the other. He was tall and had a dark look in his eyes. He and the my kidnappers argued in Spanish. The man gestured to the walls of cages.

My guess was he didnít want me because he had to many already. The other two men kept pointing to their hands, money most likely. They wanted to be paid for stealing me. The man with the club finally gave in and paid the men. They left and I was left alone with this crazed man who stole animals for kicks. I was doomed.


By Air

Dagger and I were asleep in our nest. It was early morning, the sun was just coming up over the mountains in the east.  A low rumbling sound seemed to shake through the whole forest. I awoke with a start. I flapped up to the top of the tree to see what was going on. The humans and their machines had moved. They were cutting down trees in a new area. I ruffled my feathers against the cold morning air.


Dagger waited below in the nest, just waking up. I fluttered down to the branch just above him. 

"Whatís wrong?" he asked.

"The humans have moved, their close," I said.

"We should move, they could knock down our tree, destroy our nest, kill our," he stammered, scared.

"Dag, relax. If thereís one smart thing the humans do is they check on the wildlife around the area first," I said as I looked back in the direction of the new construction.

"What if they missed us?" he asked quietly.
I looked at him. He had just said what I had been thinking. Dagger spooked easy and I didnít want to start him off on another one of his speeches, so I told a little white lie.

"The humans they have are trained to spot us, they saw us Dag, donít worry," I said as calmly as I could.
 

Chapter 4

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