“What?! Me? Risking my life to get it myself without being covered just for a little slice of
gross dead wolf? NO!!! I’m way younger than you. I have a good future. You’re going to die at any
moment anyway. Now listen, old granny, you go out and bring me the flesh.” The male jerboa
licked his fur, he soon became twice of his actual size.
“No boy, I won’t.” Silvishia stepped forward.
“You wanna fight?” The male jerboa gave out a sly smile.
Silvishia let out a hoarse roar. Two jerboas grappled and twisted each other’s ears and tails.
Silvishia tried to scratch the male’s eyes, but the male bit her paws. Without her claws, Sivlishia
couldn’t win. I WON’T SURVIVE THIS NIGHT, she thought, BUT IF I CAN’T EVEN SAFEGUARD
MY OWN TINY GRANULE OF DIGNITY, I WILL REGRET FOREVER AFTER I DIED...... She began
to struggle, bit her enemy without any thought. I HAVE BET ON MY OWN LIFE, I WILL NOT LET
YOU SUCCEED!! Cold wind blew from the entrance of the gap. The night had came. Silvishia had
lived in this gap for the rest of her life, she knew that the Mother Owl must be looking for food
for her young and ever-hungry little birds by now, and a big fat juicy male jerboa would be the
best choice. As expected, Mother Owl’s flapping sound floated into Silvishia’s torn ears. Silvishia
was always scared of this sound, but now, she felt like she had been saved, filled with joy and
pleasure. IT’S TIME. Silvishia told herself. Using her remaining strengths, she pushed the male
jerboa out of the gap. The male jerboa landed heavily on the open space. Silvishia laid inside the
gap, she was too tired to get up. She was safe and sound, watching the male jerboa being grabbed
by Mother Owl, screaming for help. “Well well, actually I’m still capable to defend.” Silvishia
whispered to herself. At this moment, all she wanted to do was to take a tiny little rest.
Today was a lucky day for Mother Owl, her hungry babies should be less noisy like for an
hour. She knew that being a mother was hard, so she was taking this job more seriously than
other female owls over the Gobi Desert. She gently glide back to her nest, threw the half-dead
jerboa to her babies’ wide open mouths. “Eat,eat, my babies so that you can grow strong.” Mother
Owl whispered to her children with a soft, song-like tone.
Soon Mother Owl had to leave her babies to find more food for them. The sun rose from
the horizon, Mother Owl could feel the warmness which the sun brought on her feather. This
reminded her she should head back to her nest and rest. Owls are nocturnal, they will get sleepy
and be killed easily during daytime, but Mother Owl decided to hold on to her sleeping time a
little bit longer. She must find more food. As time went by, Mother Owl couldn’t even get to know
which direction she was heading to. Her eyes couldn’t focus. At that moment she seemed to smell
the nasty smell of hunters, the next second she was shot, falling down from the unusually clear
sky. Mother Owl was falling with her eyes looking towards the sky. She saw the grey-blue colour
of the atmosphere. It was so beautiful. Mother Owl kind of regret what she had done these years,
busing taking care of her new borns every year. She didn’t even have time to take a look at the
amazing view which was always above her head, waiting for her to appreciate.
Mother Owl wanted to integrate with the sky. With every centimeters she fell, she felt like she
was approaching closer to the opposite. I WANT TO FLY TO THE CLOWDS, THIS IS MY ONLY WISH.
