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The tigers awoke late one night to the tapping of glass. They tried to ignore it, until one of them recognized it as Morse code.
-- --- ---
Translation: "Moo."
They both sighed with the same thought. 'Why does everyone say we do that?'
They sat up and looked over. Outside the divider were two animals. The first one, and the one that kept tapping on the glass at them, they didn't know: a great white pelican (Pelecanus onocrotalus), which they knew for a fact that zoo didn't have.
The other, they knew very well. Postle the kangaroo. Of whom the rumors were many.
They approached the divider. Both the pelican and the kangaroo smiled at them. Finally, the male of the pair tapped on the glass back at them.
.-- .... .- - / -.. --- / -.-- --- ..- / .-- .- -. - ("What do you want?")
The pelican pointed at him, then pointed into his open beak.
Postle rubbed her paws together and licked her lips at them.
The tiger tapped: ... . .-. .. --- ..- ... .-.. -.-- ("Seriously?") The pelican nodded. -. --- - / .--. --- ... ... .. -... .-.. . ("Not possible.")
The pelican tapped back: .-- .- --. . .-. ("Wager?")
He looked at his mate. She smirked and gave a dismissive paw wave. He turned back to the pelican and gave him an unenthusiastic two thumbs up.
'This ought to be good.'Within the hour, Postle lay in bliss atop a belly full of tigress, while the tiger tapped his feet furiously in Morse to inform him that he couldn't just shut his beak and leave half of him in his stretched-out pouch -- all the way down or it didn't count.
The pelican obliged. Per the of the bet, the tigers would stay in their bellies for the remainder of the weekend, and would continue to acknowledge them as their superiors -- maybe even their owners -- long after.
He couldn't speak for Postle, but Terastas, the Usafiri, had already decided he'd leave his cat back in the exhibit Monday morning, but would return, both to visit his new marsupial friend and to *ahem* get very, very close with his new prey-pals whenever he could.
He'd fulfilled his vow to completely swallow an adult big cat. But if he wanted to start swallowing adult lions and tigers in the wild, he also had to learn how to fly after doing so.
He relayed this to his belly-buddy as best he could. After a moment of silence, the reply came back vocalized:
"Moo."Terastas Usafiri is © myself.
Postle and original artwork are both ©
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-- --- ---
Translation: "Moo."
They both sighed with the same thought. 'Why does everyone say we do that?'
They sat up and looked over. Outside the divider were two animals. The first one, and the one that kept tapping on the glass at them, they didn't know: a great white pelican (Pelecanus onocrotalus), which they knew for a fact that zoo didn't have.
The other, they knew very well. Postle the kangaroo. Of whom the rumors were many.
They approached the divider. Both the pelican and the kangaroo smiled at them. Finally, the male of the pair tapped on the glass back at them.
.-- .... .- - / -.. --- / -.-- --- ..- / .-- .- -. - ("What do you want?")
The pelican pointed at him, then pointed into his open beak.
Postle rubbed her paws together and licked her lips at them.
The tiger tapped: ... . .-. .. --- ..- ... .-.. -.-- ("Seriously?") The pelican nodded. -. --- - / .--. --- ... ... .. -... .-.. . ("Not possible.")
The pelican tapped back: .-- .- --. . .-. ("Wager?")
He looked at his mate. She smirked and gave a dismissive paw wave. He turned back to the pelican and gave him an unenthusiastic two thumbs up.
'This ought to be good.'Within the hour, Postle lay in bliss atop a belly full of tigress, while the tiger tapped his feet furiously in Morse to inform him that he couldn't just shut his beak and leave half of him in his stretched-out pouch -- all the way down or it didn't count.
The pelican obliged. Per the of the bet, the tigers would stay in their bellies for the remainder of the weekend, and would continue to acknowledge them as their superiors -- maybe even their owners -- long after.
He couldn't speak for Postle, but Terastas, the Usafiri, had already decided he'd leave his cat back in the exhibit Monday morning, but would return, both to visit his new marsupial friend and to *ahem* get very, very close with his new prey-pals whenever he could.
He'd fulfilled his vow to completely swallow an adult big cat. But if he wanted to start swallowing adult lions and tigers in the wild, he also had to learn how to fly after doing so.
He relayed this to his belly-buddy as best he could. After a moment of silence, the reply came back vocalized:
"Moo."Terastas Usafiri is © myself.
Postle and original artwork are both ©
Dweet-Tea. Please favorite the original here.
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Because if he did, then he'd likely be able to keep his too. A wager for the future perhaps :D
Just as well since A) there's two of them, and B) he went halvsies on the bet with Postle. So I'm going to interpret it as both tigers belong to both of them now.
As good as those two are, impressive that they managed to contain both fine feline!
The plaque forgot to say that they're delicious and bad at wagers too xD
At least they're good loosers, accepting their new owners for the forseeable future
I wouldn't say they were bad at wagers though. If they were, Postle and Tera would have had to win them from a previous pair of owners.
Pfff, people seem to forget that those "stripped cows" have an appetite themselves
You're right, and they got lucky to have lost to those two, they seem like good (if a bit possesive) pet owners
...i gotta draw my own pelican more, too...
Owners? More like the their parents.