I’ll Miss You

The pink panther bounded down the uneven forest terrain at precipitous speed. The beast’s movements were sharp and agile, and its rugged paws never missed their footing, even on steep hillsides. It weaved through dense vegetation, taking shortcuts that never existed before.

Tyler was lost in his thoughts, mesmerized to ride such a majestic animal, who happened to be his newlywed wife. Suddenly, Kat stopped in her tracks. The inertia threw Tyler off her back into the air.

The young man performed a mid-air flip before perching comfortably on the branch of an Alder tree.

“Hey, that was incredibly rude!” he complained with crossed arms. “If you’re tired or annoyed with your rider, you could just ask him respectfully to unmount! What’s with the violence?”

Kat transformed into her human form, not taking Tyler’s outburst seriously. “I want nothing more than letting my husband ride me right now,” she replied.