It was then I heard his heavy breathing, closer than he had ever been before. Hunkered down into the tall, golden grass, I could not see him. Just his shadowy outline, and those gleaming eyes.
I try to control my own heart rate, not wanting him to think I am scared of him. Im not scared, in fact, I have never been less scared. I know he wouldn't hurt me, even though everyone I have been studying with says that the lion is a bloodthirsty predator, always going for the kill. He's different.
A twig snaps, I freeze.
He is moving closer. Although I do not know it now, my whole life is about to change.