Zebe & the Moo Moo

This is the first in a series of stories on the Great Teiwan Adventure.  

It was a lovely wintry morning. Zebe and Esha were on holiday in the land of Teiwan. In Teiwan, the winters are not too cold; especially during the earliest days of the season. 

But all these didn't matter to Zebe. After all, there were no winters back home in Xinjapor, and a gentle cool breeze always did something special to him. Overhead, the azure skies were splotched with cottony clouds. And the crisp green grass underfoot completed the picture of tranquility and respite. 

Then he saw her. 

The grand old dame was reclining gracefully in the green pastures. Dressed in a patchwork-like coat of black and white, she seemed to be oblivious to the cares of the world, keeping her focus solely on the fresh green grass all around. 

All at once, she tilted her head towards him. It was as if she had somehow sensed his gaze. 

"Moo!" she called.

Zebe took some time to register the scene he had just witnessed. Turning towards his Addy and Ummy, he tugged at their hands and pointed at the creature. 

"Moo Moo!" Zebe exclaimed. He had no doubt remembered the illustrations found in his story books, and was excited to observe that she was one and the same with what he had seen.

"That's right, Zebe," said Ummy. "That's a cow."

"Cows provide your milk milk," said Addy. 

"Moo Moo," said Zebe. "Nice!"