Zinnia’s lips curled into a bemused smile as her hand rested on her stomach, wondering if she and the baby were in any trouble if Rhys would be able to sense it. (And more importantly, would he come running to save them?) “Well, let’s hope he doesn’t still know fresh meat when he sees it,” she cast a sideways glance at the bony lion, watching it prowl, “Plus he looks like he could use a good meal.” She turned toward her cousin and winked at her, hoping that the joke wouldn’t fall completely flat; she was funny, sometimes. Millie would at least give her a pity laugh, or hoped she would, so Zin didn’t feel too terrible at cracking such a terrible joke.
She stood tall then, her shoulders rolling back as if she hadn’t nearly bolted in the opposite direction at the sight of the creature earlier. Her pulse was steadying now that the moment of panic passed. The lion opened its mouth and Zinnia laughed awkwardly before she gave Millie a small nudge toward another direction. “But let’s not tempt him any further, okay? Onward, before he decides you’re the better snack.” Though she wouldn’t let anything happen to Millie, ever.
A little further down were a few more animals. “Oh, there are some zebras!” Zinnia pointed out, although she paused before she frowned. “Well, I think they’re zebras. It’s hard to tell without their stripes.” She cocked her head to the side, clearly in deep concentration as she tried to determine if it was a zebra or maybe a gazelle. Okapi maybe? Well, it didn’t matter, because she was so deep in thought that she missed the giraffe and the way it leaned its long neck down toward them.
She stood tall then, her shoulders rolling back as if she hadn’t nearly bolted in the opposite direction at the sight of the creature earlier. Her pulse was steadying now that the moment of panic passed. The lion opened its mouth and Zinnia laughed awkwardly before she gave Millie a small nudge toward another direction. “But let’s not tempt him any further, okay? Onward, before he decides you’re the better snack.” Though she wouldn’t let anything happen to Millie, ever.
A little further down were a few more animals. “Oh, there are some zebras!” Zinnia pointed out, although she paused before she frowned. “Well, I think they’re zebras. It’s hard to tell without their stripes.” She cocked her head to the side, clearly in deep concentration as she tried to determine if it was a zebra or maybe a gazelle. Okapi maybe? Well, it didn’t matter, because she was so deep in thought that she missed the giraffe and the way it leaned its long neck down toward them.
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Bee made this beauty<3