★ Phango would silently watch the herd of zebras, from their thorny fence...

★ He gently lowers his head down sniffing before he stalks closer looking for a weak spot, a broken patch, his paw pads gently brush against the sandy floor and gracefully and silently, until he finally sees the zebra without stripes.

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★ Along with you trying to comfort the zebra...Khumba

★ lucky him some other gazelles had wandered by seeking water.

★ Madam; “May we come in.. We are desperate for any you might have to spare..” Gazalle; “anything at all. ”

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★ Khumba; “who-.. What.. Was that?..”

★ Phango waited carefully in the shadows for the thrown fence to open so he could strike.