The Koshoni boys are two cheetahs, fastest creatures on earth; but right now they are dozing under a tree in the middle of the plain.
Striped bandit mongoose play on a termite hill nearby.
They (the mongoose) are digging for dung beatles.
The Koshoni boys, two brothers, don’t give a shit; it’s too hot, they let the Zebra wander past.
In another life they might be gangsters, in this one they are cats.
Big cats.
Though not as big as the lioness.
She brought down a buffalo last night; took four of them.
The pride is proud, and once they have finished dining and the vultures move in they will return just to scare them away.
The Koshoni boys don’t give a shit.
They wouldn’t eat like that anyway, no need to let the smell cross the hill and alert the scavengers.
Besides.
It’s too hot.
Jimmy is Maasai.
In a straight race the Koshoni boys would leave him eaten, but he is Maasai.
The Koshoni boys leave the Maasai alone.
They give a shit.
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