It was a fine afternoon for play. Only a few clouds dotted the savanna's sky and the grass was alive with critters. Chumani was hot on the trail of a grasshopper. This grasshopper was one tricky fellow. Every time Chumani tried to grasp it the slippery thing managed to get away some how.
Chumani was determined though. He continued watching waiting and pouncing the little thing. The grass hopper skillfully evaded the small pups efforts with ease. It was starting to draw on the little pups patience.
"I'm gonna get you," The white blue pup growled as he launched him self at the small insect only to miss. If the grasshopper had a face that could express emotions, it would be sporting a rather smug look.
"Grr!" The pup was at his wits end now. He tried again... and missed.
