
b. Donkey waits unmoving and unwavering with his ears cocked listening carefully, feeling every movement of the waves. Waiting for any disturbance. The water is calm and the fog is thick, and it is likely the monster will strike again under this type of cover. Donkey’s leg muscles tense, he knows he will only have one chance to deliver a blow to the sea beast.
c. The monster will come at the raft like a silent torpedo. But Donkey is prepared, fuelled with fury, and prepared to exact vengeance. As the monster approaches, Donkey leaps out of the boat towards it, as if to jump on the monster bottom first. Feet above the water and monster, Donkey fires his powerful back leg muscles. His iron-clad hooves slice through the water and impact with the sea beast’s head. The monster’s body slips into the dark depths, releasing dark blood from its head as it goes. Donkey swims back to shore, cold and tired but victorious. As he makes his way to the house, he figures if a bunch of wimpy wolves could raise Romulus and Remus, he could do a much better job with these children.
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