“Zabdiel, be careful!” I yell out to him.
“I will Zadock don’t worry!” Zabdiel calls back.
I watch the little cheetah hop rock from rock, his paws nearly touching the water. Finally he follows the rocks back to the surface of the water walking next to me once again. I watch as his studies the way I walk on all fours, knuckles and feet. Zabdiel …show more content…
I become speechless and nod. Tears fill Zabdiel eyes as he turns around and walks away to our nest. I sigh and sit at the cliff side for what feels like forever.
In the morning I walk over to our nest to find Zabdiel is missing. I quickly grab a cluster of leaves and start to run. I look everywhere for Zabdiel, up the trees, by the rivers, I ask everyone I see. I go back to the cliff we were sitting at last night. I look out to the valley seeing cheetahs running what looks like they are racing. I sigh thinking one day Zabdiel will be like them one day. My eyes travel around the cheetahs and my heart skips a beat when I see Zabdiel staring at these cheetahs. I rush down as fast as I can to Zabdiel.
I eventually reach him and stop behind him when I see the look on his face, the look of curiosity and focus fills his eyes. I look up to see him staring at a cheetah full of energy running across the tall dead grass. The cheetah catches my eye and looks down at Zabdiel, and stops almost falling over. He slowly and effortlessly makes his way over to us not removing his stare from Zabdiel.
“Nixon?” The cheetah whispers a …show more content…
“Just I lost my son about a year ago and he looks a lot like him”
Zabdiel looks at me with all different emotions in his eyes.
“My Nixon had a patch of white on his fur just like him, but he had a necklace around his neck.” Grey pipes up.
I grip on to the cluster of leaves I still have in my hand. I untangle the leaves and reveal a necklace with the words Zabdiel written on it. I hold it out to Grey; Grey’s eyes fill with tears.
“Nixon, it is you” He grabs Zabdiel in his arms and hugs him.
“Are you my Dad?” Zabdiel asks.
My heart grows numb hearing Zabdiel call someone else dad.
“Yes, I am” Grey replies.
“I, I don’t know if he is Zabdiel” I stutter.
“Nonsense! Look at us we look exactly the same” Grey argues.
He is right, they do look very similar.
“Now what is your name and where did you find my son?” Grey asks
“My name is Zadock, and there was a fire in the the part of the jungle and as I was running out I find Zabdiel”
“I lost Nix...I mean Zabdiel in a fire” Grey remembers.
We sit in silence for what feels like