"2:30." Liberty thought to herself. He should BE here by now! She looked nervously over her shoulder. Liberty was a young lioness. She'd recently moved to New York city from her quiet home in Africa. Her sisters and one brother had all been taken to separate zoos. She'd been sent to Central Park Zoo. She was so lonely. So cold. Then she met a lively bunch of commando penguins.
She couldn't help but smile as she thought of how they'd first met. It had been raining. Liberty was moping around looking for anyone familiar. Suddenly a small penguin had dropped out of the trees and landed on her. He wasn't very heavy but the force of the impact had left the two sprawling all the same.
The little penguin introduced himself as Private. Soon after, three other penguins dropped out of the trees. Liberty was a bit startled. Everyone knew penguins don't fly, much less climb trees. They- or rather (mostly Private) explained their motives on accident, recieving a hard slap everytime. A tall penguin with a dome-like head and deep voice was addressed as Kowalski. A bulky penguin with a mohawk and scar was called Rico. He
apparently had damaged vocals. Skipper was Liberty's immediate favorite. He was a bit taller than Private with a strangely flat head and deep blue eyes. What Liberty noticed most was his protective nature. He was obviously the leader.
Liberty had a slight crush on him.
Now she felt a flipper on her back. She jumped, starled. "Rico!" she exclaimed, "What are you doing here? Where's Skipper?"
Rico motioned for her to follow, "Trouble." he grunted. "Come elp!" (Come Help).
Liberty darted after the sliding penguin.
"Please don't let him be.." she never finished the sentence. She rounded the turn and stopped, frozen to the spot.
A sudden gush of relief ran through her. Skipper was fine, so were Private and Kowalski. There was a cage with a brown something or other inside.
Liberty moved in for a closer look. It was an otter. It shrank back from her and whimpered, "Skipper, you said this wouldn't hurt."
Skipper scoffed, "It won't Marlene. She's just going to break the lock."
Skipper looked up at Liberty, his eyes asking, "You will right?"
Liberty complied. Her powerful jaws snapped through the lock and the cage door swung free. Marlene scrambled out of the cage and collapsed into Skipper's uh..flippers (That rymed -.-)
She rested her head on his shoulder and nuzzled him.
Liberty watched in blank silence. Inside she felt something die. Maybe her heart. Or maybe that little place saved just special for the love of her life.
"Skipper," she said. Skipper looked up, "I'm sorry."
He replied. "I should have told you."
Liberty slunk away in silence.
The door to that little chamber locked up inside.