Jane Jago’s Daily Drabble – Three Hundred and Twenty-Two

The tree bark was warm beneath simba jike’s belly, as she watched the two-legs try to herd water beasts into a flimsy corral. It wasn’t going well. She wondered at them, until it came to her that this was a hunt and the mtu mweupe with the bang stick was waiting for something. 

Even as she thought this, the king of all the mamba exploded from the water in pursuit of a young water beast.

Bang. Bang. The bang stick sounded.

They left him where he fell, and simba jike wondered if there was good eating on a mamba.

©️jj 2019

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