The Deserted Zebra

He was exhausted, really exhausted but he knew he had to keep on moving. His family had to be out there somewhere he just had to keep looking and keep his spirits up. He roamed the desolate desert as a parched zebra. His family had been taken away from him and he was dispatched in the middle of nowhere. Just then he crashed into a cactus and it happened. ''Gotcha!'', and the bullet was shot from he rifle and soared through the air and hit the spot. ''Perfect kill'', said the mysterious man. Ideal for dinner and then everything went blank.