The white cheetah walked slowly across the grass. He had finished off a small kill a while ago and had been walking for quite a while, judging by the position of the sun.
His tongue peeked out slightly as he tried to cool down as he walked. If he remembered right, there was a watering hole not too far from where he was. If he could make it to the pool and get a drink, he could cool himself down.
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