She didn’t stop until she reached a small clearing where, to her astonishment, the calf awaited, standing near the edge of the trees. The calf, sensing its Amara’s presence, hurried to her side, its tiny trunk reaching up to nuzzle her in relief.
Amara approached the calf cautiously, her legs still trembling. The calf’s watchful gaze softened as Amara stepped closer, and she felt a surge of gratitude. She glanced over her shoulder, watching as the mother elephant emerged from the trees to join them. Together, the three formed a line, the mother elephant’s steady presence offering Amara a fleeting sense of safety.