A white tipped leopardess basked in the sunlight of a tree she had taken from a large cream lion days ago. It really was a nice spot, so Bweka did not want to give it up so soon. The way her body was able to find comfort in the branches was amazing, and the sun hit it in just the right spot, making it the perfect place to lay and catch the suns rays. Her golden eyes scanned the area. The leopardess wondered if the lion was ever going to return. I hop not, she thought, for he already got on my nerves once, twice would be a whole other ball game.
Just as she was drifting off into slumber, she was awoken to the sound of flapping. She looked up, irritated at the noise. Did they not see she was trying to sleep here?! It was one annoyance after the other for the leopardess. Her gold eyes tried to spot the culprit but she was too lazy to move the rest of her body which restricted to area that her eyes could see. So she decided to yell at them.
"GO AWAY!" She shouted, hoping they would get the message. She really didn't want to have to deal with a problem. Others angered her so much that she almost always avoided conflict. They never treated her nicely, so why should she.
There was a flapping sound in response, along with a laugh. Whatever was annoying her was having fun. That made her even angrier. "WHY DO I HAVE TO DEAL WITH SUCH IDIOTS ALL THE TIME!" She cried into the air, rising from the branch to try and see what was being so annoying. From the sound she guessed it was a bird, though what type of bird and where it was she could not tell. She only hoped she could find it soon, otherwise she'd never get to sleep.
"Such a grumpy leopard!" Came a call from further up the tree. The bird was hidden by the leaves and twigs, probably a good thing since if Bweka could see it she would have launched herself at the taunting avian.
"Ugh. How dare you say that!" Bweka growled. She hated when others called her grumpy. She wasn't grumpy! Couldn't they see that? She was just trying to rest, and if someone interrupted her then she was going to react. Little did Bweka know that you shouldn't really yell at others. So what if another animal wanted to share a watering hole or a tree. It wasn't the leopardess' place to dictate who could go where. She didn't know that though, Bweka just thought that what she wanted was what she should get.
"You are," came the reply from the bird she could not see. "I've been watching you, following you around, seeing how you treat others. It's wrong." The bird had, for Bweka had treated one of her friends in an unjust way, knocking it from a branch and breaking its wing in an attempt to clear the area of animals she didn't want to share it with. Now this bird had wanted to let her know how she acted, and that it was not appropriate.
"Do you think I care?" Replied the leopard. She didn't. Not one bit. Bweka started climbing the branches, hoping to find the bird and get rid of it so that she could get back to sleeping. Her golden eyes narrowed as she climbed, trying to spot it through the foliage.
"You should!" cried the bird, fluttering higher up the tree so that the leopard couldn't get to it. "You hurt my friend! That's rude!" it called back.
"You friend? So? I'm sure they were doing something that I thought was rude too, so they probably deserved it." She said defiantly. She didn't know what this bird was talking about, she'd had many unpleasant encounters with other birds, so to single out one was pointless. Not that it would have made Bweka feel any different if she was reminded of which bird she had been rude too. She wouldn't have changed in one bit. The leopardess was beyond help, she would never change her ways.
"But they weren't!" Cried the bird from it's spot above the tree. "All my friend had wanted to do was to sit on a branch, and you knocked her right off! How is that rude?!" He questioned, furious that the leopard could think the way she was.
"Of course it was rude! I'd wanted the place to myself. Your friend should have known that. I was only doing what I felt was right, ridding the area of unwanted pests." She nodded, though she thought the bird might not be able to see her. Her golden eyes were raging now. Who was this bird to tell her how to act. She hated being told how to act. To her that was the worst thing another could do. Her rage overflowing, she let out a loud snarl and sprang to the top of the trees hoping to catch the bird.
The bird heard her coming and managed to launch itself from the branch just before the leopard got to it. It was now hovering in the sky, over the edge of the branches so the leopardess would not jump, for she would surely plummet to the ground.
"You are disgusting. I hope someone teaches you a lesson one day!" Yelled the bird, angry and frustrated that the leopard had not listened, and instead had tried to justify its actions. With that, it flew off, returning home to tell the tale of the crazy orange leopardess.
"GET LOST!" Yelled Bweka as the bird spoke, not wanting to hear any of the filth that came from its mouth when it spoke. She'd heard words like these before from an array of others and not once had they made an impact on her, it certainly wasn't going to start working now.
"Good riddance!" She called after it as it flew away. She smiled, satisfied that she'd managed to ride herself of her problem. With the bird gone, she made her way back down the tree and to the spot where she had been trying to sleep. She arranged herself in a comfortable position once more and tried to sleep, hoping that she would not have another intruder.
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