The creature’s face leaves an inquisitive look in searching for his conquest, an act, designed to encompass the death of his starvation, the way it swiftly makes a sudden motion, and advances towards the healthy, green foliage in the Australian hills.
The way it nonchalantly made unity with the fresh, green herb, and withdrawing itself from the burdensome, abominable hunger.
Then, with his eerie, luminescent, glowing deer eyes, it observed the celestial city lights beyond the high altitudinous hills of Australia.
The unanticipated manoeuvre of its head tilted to a dissimilar orientation after hearing a huge, tenacious, vigorous echo and reverberation of a nearby predator, which led it to gallop towards its welfare.
And the bulky, furry paws contacted the green sycamore leaves, consuming the stimulating greenery and vegetation, its face lit up like a hawk on guard.
Its tail instigated to wag uncontrollably, relishing the moonlight, which reflected its gumshoe in the deep, black, fluorescent eyes.
The forepaws, which trembled whilst it stood, seeking a phenomenal adventure into the ever wild wilderness.
So then it simply took a days’ rest, which was the inevitable, the imaginable.
Sitting down, it laid under the glistering, ethereal moonlight.
The liveliness flew down with the stillness of nature, the noises of the night creatures making vociferous sounds led to feelings of excitement.
The Australian mammal laid waiting vehemently for a new excursion.