brain beamed with a warning. Tiny people headed her way, each holding some sort of sling shot or stone, all yelling with seriousness written all over their faces.
Mira gulped. Children. She finally had children coming to her and they did not look happy. In fact, they wanted to get her out faster than the adults did.
"Don't get too close. She eats cheetah cubs!" One yelled. The cubs kept their distance, hiding behind the wooden houses and wooden fences. They still threw rocks at her. Some missed but some landed straight onto her skin and it stung.
"No, I do not! This is all just a misunderstanding." Mira said.
"That's not true. She said she doesn't like cheetah meat. She has come here to taste us." Rose amidst the chaos. Mira recognised the voice. It was the cub who came to meet her in Ming Tao's room.
. . .
Was this seriously happening? Was this a joke all along?
[He did grant you your wish. You have cheetah cubs close by.]
