The sun rose over the savannah, painting the sky in gold and pink. In the middle of the tall grass, a small shape moved clumsily beside a massive shadow β a baby elephant named Kavi, just two weeks old. His trunk, still soft and wobbly, swung from side to side like a curious little hose trying to make sense of the world.
Every step he took was an adventure. Sometimes he tripped, sometimes he squealed, and every time, his mother reached her trunk to lift him gently back on his feet. Around them, the herd watched with calm eyes β aunts, cousins, grandmothers β all guarding him like a circle of love.
Every step he took was an adventure. Sometimes he tripped, sometimes he squealed, and every time, his mother reached her trunk to lift him gently back on his feet. Around them, the herd watched with calm eyes β aunts, cousins, grandmothers β all guarding him like a circle of love.