A tree trunk goes flying as two deadly lions battle to show who's the strongest. Paws go flaying everywhere, golden manes turn black with dirt. The trees fight not to break under the wrath of the massive roar from the lion. Sharp jaws swing everywhere chomping down ferociously. The brown grass of the Savanah is dead under the weight of the lion. Powerful feet pop out from below. Black noses snort loudly, as the lion is hurt. Tails wag visciously with hatred. Vast bodies swing in all directions. A cloud rises up. No one can see them. Who will win? The winner appears.
By Fergus
what a great story, very cool to read :-) hepburns
ReplyDeleteThis is excellent! Fantastic language!
ReplyDeleteWonderful story and thrilling words. We enjoyed reading the story. Well done and hope you have fun writing more exciting stories. Love Grandad and Grandma
ReplyDeleteMy favourite part was when you said trees go flying
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