Win Me A Prize

Now all the boy could think about, was how neat it would have been to walk away with a crocodile tooth. It really was unfair, that the beast had been in the water. How had they ever been suppose to kill it?

They kept to the trees above the water, already debating their next target. This was home to them, and there was a familiarity to their movements that was like ‘tall’ strolling through their territory. This was life for the Songas. All they needed was a forest of perfect trees, and good prey.

His sis would tell him about a herd of deer she had seen, and he gave her an eager nod, stopping on a branch just above her, hugging it with his paws as he lowered his head down below the branch. “Alright, Vel. lead the way.” he said, eager to take on this new target.

Of course, his sister was already plunging ahead, diving into the water. He wrinkled his nose at that, and took the longer path back, taking to the trees that haphazardly lined the water. It might not be the direct path, but he wasn’t volunteering to get his feet wet.
They would meet up at the same point at the mainland, and he would eagerly follow after his sister.