The pale white and grey horses were galloping across the soft grass, while the zebra followed along. They had to run. The bright flames were like hands, reaching towards them and slowly covering the scenery around them. The zebra wasn't supposed to be with the horses. So, the stripped animal had to blend in. The dark smoke was suffocating the animals slowly. They had to get away but, they heard some strange high pitched noise and some red trucks. Maybe they would help?
They saw people in strange suits exit the truck. They had a weird sort of rope and they walked over to the hot orange flames and started spraying them. Then, the fire started to slow down and stop. Everyone was relieved. Oh shoot, the zebra still had to blend in.
