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The Story of a Snow Leopard Loading...
by Dominik Papp
I remember it was very stormy weather outside, when my ancestors had a trip home from a major hunt, then my mother gave birth to me in a nearby, known, dark and echoed cave. We were living in a snowy forest, next to a village. When I became a teenager, my parents told me some painful news, which made my feelings, mood very gloomy. They told me that we were are an endangered species, because our skin, bone and organs were are valuable in traditional medicine. I was reasoning how many of this species were remaining outside, so we could can group up and live calmly together. This would have been my dream, but it wasn't that simple. The people of the village knew that we were
priceful, so they were looking for us sometimes.
One day, we raised the rifles loves, and we were terrified that morning. My mom told me ‘It will be alright, don’t be scared, we are safe here’, then my dad said ‘No one can find us, calm down son’. We were philosophizing about what happened outside. After an hour of waiting in our covered place, we were thinking about looking outside carefully. The following scenes were shocking to
me. We saw a big patch of blood on the snow. Probably it was from our species, and they took it with them. We heard a bush rustling, then we had a look at another leopard, which was very unfortunate, but we could help her, so we took it to our place, to heal it. She said they were more, and the people were hunting them, and they scoured the whole wood, so we needed to hurry. After
that, we had a rush to the north, but the people were shooting at us, and they hit my leg, but the bullet had an output hole, so it was all alright.
After 2 hours of running to depart from the old forest, we found a peaceful, gorgeousand very quiet haunt of our species. We went in and they were a bunch,happy leopards, who weren’t fighting outside. We joined them and we lived likemy dream. We were a whole family of an endangered species.
priceful, so they were looking for us sometimes.
One day, we raised the rifles loves, and we were terrified that morning. My mom told me ‘It will be alright, don’t be scared, we are safe here’, then my dad said ‘No one can find us, calm down son’. We were philosophizing about what happened outside. After an hour of waiting in our covered place, we were thinking about looking outside carefully. The following scenes were shocking to
me. We saw a big patch of blood on the snow. Probably it was from our species, and they took it with them. We heard a bush rustling, then we had a look at another leopard, which was very unfortunate, but we could help her, so we took it to our place, to heal it. She said they were more, and the people were hunting them, and they scoured the whole wood, so we needed to hurry. After
that, we had a rush to the north, but the people were shooting at us, and they hit my leg, but the bullet had an output hole, so it was all alright.
After 2 hours of running to depart from the old forest, we found a peaceful, gorgeousand very quiet haunt of our species. We went in and they were a bunch,happy leopards, who weren’t fighting outside. We joined them and we lived likemy dream. We were a whole family of an endangered species.