He paced back and forth, but, as he paced, he didn’t realize that he was near a cliff’s edge overlooking a roaring river leading to a giant waterfall.
Azlan hit a slippery spot and fell off the cliff’s edge. He yelled out.
Weston heard the yell and pieced together what had happened.
“Oh no! I think Azlan has fallen into the river and is headed for the waterfall! We have to hurry and save him!” Weston frantically yells to the jaguar.
“This is not my problem. I don’t like you humans anyway,” the jaguar casually replies.
“No! Please! I can’t make it down the river fast enough to save him before he goes over the waterfall. You must help me! Give me a ride on your back and please help me save him! He’s like a brother to me!”
The jaguar did not trust humans. He didn’t really want to help, but he felt a tinge of compassion for these two children. As he rubbed a paw to the scar on his face… he decided he would take a chance on them.
“Fine. Hop on.”
Weston hopped on and the jaguar took off toward the waterfall’s edge. When they got there, they had very little time to position themselves to save Azlan, who was screaming for help. Weston grabbed a big tree limb, put it out into the river, and yelled at Azlan to grab hold.
Thankfully, he managed to grab the branch, and Weston and the jaguar pulled him to the safety of the river’s bank.
“I….willl…. Never doubt you again, Weston… That is, in fact, a jaguar,” panted Azlan. “....Humans…” the jaguar rolled his eyes.
“Let’s get back to our mom and dad,” Weston told Azlan. She then turned to the jaguar, “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Oh, please don’t. No thank you,” the jaguar responded.
“Yep! I’ll see you tomorrow!” Weston smiled.
The next day, Weston brought along her sister Rosie and Azlan’s sister Mila to meet the jaguar.
The jaguar, even though he wasn’t thrilled about it, watched that morning for their arrival. “Oh great… You brought more humans,” he said dryly.
“Jaguar, meet Rosie and Mila. They both have rare diseases and would really love for you to hug them,” Weston introduced.
“Ummm, no. First, I don’t hug, but, secondly, rare diseases? That doesn’t sound good at all,” the jaguar refused.
“You can’t catch the disease! They’re totally safe! Please??” Weston pleaded. Rosie started to squeal with excitement, hoping to pet the big cat.