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Sheena the young porcupine sobbed slowly to herself 

as she walked to the end of the forest. There was no 

one to play with. Tuni the deer and Pinky the rabbit all 

wanted to play with her but alas they could not. For 

every Sunday while chasing each other Sheena would 

run towards her young friends Tuni and Pinky to catch 

them and they would dodge her and get behind her 

back. As soon as Sheena would turn around some 

quills would detach themselves from her body and 

pierce the skin of her young friends. Bleeding and 

crying the deer and rabbit would go home 

discontinuing the game.

Sheena was new to the green forest, in the brown forest 

where Sheena had lived before she had played with a 

number of young porcupines but after the death of her 

father Sheena and her mother had shifted to the green 

forest to live with her grandparents. The other 

porcupines were not very friendly in this forest and did 

not welcome her ,moreover Sheena had taken a fancy to 

Tuni and Pinky and wanted to play with them.Sheena 

sighed to herself as she reached the end of the forest 

and sat down under a tree. Gradually she went off to 

sleep.

A sound suddenly awakened her and Sheena saw a 

vixen creeping stealthily towards a house nearby. It was 

still dark and dawn was about to break but Sheena could 

clearly see the vixen plucking red flowers and putting 

them in a basket. Suddenly she remembered seeing an 

old hippo last evening shuffling across the garden and 

watering a bed full of red flowers. She had also heard 

the old hippo say to herself, “Someone is stealing my 

flowers, my eyesight is weak and so is my hearing 

ability how can I catch the thief.” The hippo had looked 

very helpless.

Infuriated Sheena stood up, drew in a deep breath 

charging towards the vixen she turned round. Several 

knife like quills detached themselves from her body and 

jabbed the vixen’s flesh. Caught completely unaware at 

first and then howling in pain as her body started 

bleeding the vixen dropped the basket full of flowers, on 

the ground. 

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