pride land race

Zed lined up with the other animals in a long line. This was his favourite time of the year. For a whole day there was a race from one side of the pride lands to the other and back. He looked up and down the line, almost every other animal was here, elephants, gazelles, lions, wolves hyenas and osteraches all ready to get started. Simba sat in front of them all ready to start the race.

Zed bounced a little and dragged his hoof along the ground in anticipation. His whole herd was taking part too, they were scattered throughout the line and just as excited as he was. Simba let out a huge roar signaling to go.
Zed lept forward and galloped as fast as he had ever done before. He looked to his sides and saw a few others catching up with him and even fewer in front. He jumped over a small boulder and sped up on the land. He heared someone trip over the boulder and tried to look back but had to weave his way around a tree first. This was going to be one of the best races ever held.