The day was coming to its mid point in which it topped the sky. From the castles dens a pair of eyes watched the sun. Not directly of course. Gizi had discovered staring at the sun was bad very quickly. More or less her vision was perfect still - but I digress.
Maybe it was the sheer size of the sky that had Gizi entranced. It stretched far over her families kingdom and even further than that. Part of Gizi envied the birds which got to soar high above in to the sky. The other part of her was just happy to be a playful cub and easily forgot such thoughts. Something else caught her attention. Something that was thing and had a tuff of mane at the very tip with a life of its own. Her brothers tail. Silently, Gizi got down as close to the ground as was possible. The little cubs rear awkwardly stuck up. Gizi had yet to profect the art of the stalk. Slowly, she crept forward.
One can not say she was very silent. The stalking did not include avoiding certain stones or remembering to step lightly. Not to mention the rump sticking up was a dead give away. Even so, Gizi was hunting that tail. Her pupils were huge and focused upon that one thing.
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