Little Tiger Rescue by Rachel Delahaye
Author:Rachel Delahaye
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stripes Publishing
Published: 2020-11-15T00:00:00+00:00
Flissâs fingers met damp fur. She gripped Taj and yanked him into the fast-flowing stream alongside her. Then she pulled him out of the water and on top of the log. The little cub was shaking like a leaf.
âIâve got you. Iâve got you,â she soothed. But the river still had them both and she didnât know where it was taking them. Now it was only going to get faster â the monsoon showers had started again.
The raindrops made the water dance around them. It drummed and crackled. And then, out of nowhere, came an almighty roar, like a football stadium cheering a goal. Fliss peered through the rain. The water up ahead was white and foaming. Rapids!
This was bad. There might be big rocks breaking up the water, or maybe even a waterfall! Fliss felt panic rise in her throat. They had to get out of there â fast. She looked around for something they could cling to but there was nothing. The rain eased and in the fine spray at the start of the rapids, she spotted a bridge.
It was a living bridge. Branches and vines had been woven and bonded together. Fresh vines trailed across it, some tumbling into the waters below. If she could grab hold of them in time, she might be able to climb up. But did she have the stamina? It was so long since sheâd eaten. She was using every last ounce of energy just keeping the log from rolling â keeping Taj upright and safe. But she had to try. This was their only chance.
Carefully, Fliss lined herself up with the centre of the bridge, where the vines touched the water.
âYouâre going to have to do some stretching now, Taj,â she said. âJust like when you knocked the crown off my head, remember? I know you can do it.â Taj looked at her with his round grey eyes and she tried to smile.
They were seconds from the bridge. Fliss was still holding on to the log with one hand. With the other, she grabbed Taj by the scruff of his neck and raised him as high as she could in the air. Her arm trembled with the effort. This is it, she thought. Time to be strong.
Just before they slipped under the bridge, Fliss let go of the log and snatched at the vines with her free hand, quickly wrapping her fingers tight around a slippery wood stem. In the other hand, Taj struggled, terrified.
âGo!â she shouted through gritted teeth.
Fliss swung the cub upwards. Taj reached up and hooked a claw in the vine above. The rest of his body dangled unsteadily above her.
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