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                   Moonhag and the Monster Monkey

                      Once upon a time in the bush, there lived a beautiful hyena female called
                   Mpisa, who had just given birth to her first litter of cubs. Her clan had
                   carefully chosen a good den. It was a large burrow underneath a tall ant hill.
                   Every day the clan would bring food for the new mother, so that she could
                   look after her little ones while they were very small.
                      After a few months, the clan leader, whose name was Lady Crocuta,
                   wanted Mpisa to come out on the daily hunt again. The cubs were toddling
                   about now, and could safely be left with auntie Moonhag. Moonhag was
                   getting old; her night-sight was not as good as it once was, and she could no
                   longer keep up with the rest of the clan when they were hunting or foraging.
                   Often they would stay out all night, only coming back the next day. So Lady
                   Crocuta decided that old Moonhag should stay at home in the den and look
                   after the young ones.
                      There were three cubs in the litter, and their names were Balani, Bamani
                   and Bazi. Balani and Bamani were girl cubs, and Bazi was the only boy.
                   Auntie Moonhag soon found out that Bazi was a bit of a pawful. He was
                   large for his age, strong and quite adventurous.
                      Every day, auntie Moonhag would wait for mid-morning time, which is
                   when things start to quieten down in the bush. Then she would lead the three
                   cubs out of the den. She let them romp around in the sunshine and explore
                   the area all around the ant hill, but they were never allowed to wander off,
                   out of sight.
                      “The lions will get you,” she would say.
                      The cubs would play with old bones, pretending to hunt and pounce on
                   them. But a hyena’s favourite game, of course, is Tug o’ War. Balani and
                   Bamani would each grip one end of a bone and pull and pull, giggling in
                   their little high-pitched voices. They didn’t like to play Tug with Bazi,

                   because he was stronger than they were and he always won. So Bazi often
                   had no-one to play with and he had to amuse himself. He would try to catch
                   grasshoppers, or see if he could sneak up on auntie Moonhag without her
                   hearing him. She was a bit deaf, so this was almost too easy.

                      Bazi had great eyesight and hearing but best of all was his nose, which he
                   used to discover things. The cemented earth walls of the ant hill, the grass,
                   the heaps of dry leaves, and the bark of nearby trees all had a different smell.
                   After a while he could close his eyes, pretend it was night-time, and find his
                   way around using only his nose.
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