Anga sat unhappily on the rock. She heard scuffling and shrieks of laughter behind her. "Anga, come on and join us!" her sister, Kijani, called. Anga didn't reply, she just stared resentfully at her front paws... Wait, no... Paw. Anga had been born with only three legs, her front left one missing. She had never been able to run, jump, hunt, or even walk properly. She often thought she was a burden, a nuisance... a mistake.
Anga is (c) Iri Art is (c) Iri
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