Mother, come home - a sad story

Once upon a time, there was a giraffe, and there was an eagle. the giraffes name was hylinda. the eagles name was fortharus. one night, hylinda gave birth to a beautiful ostrich, the first one in jamaa. they named her farilla. farilla was a happy ostrich. until, one midnight, a large wolf came in, and took the giraffe away and forcefully had a child together. it was an italian greyhound, name rufond. hylinda was then eaten by the wolf and the wolf pushed rufond away. one day, farilla was walking in the forest, looking for her mother, when suddenly, she bumped into rufond! rufond growled at the sight of the ostrich. farilla said "who might you be?" rufond said "i am rufond, my mother was a giraffe but she was killed." farilla said "oh! my mom is a giraffe too! she is pink with purple, turquoise and green spots!" rufond said "oh! my mother looked exactly the same!" farilla gasped. "w-wait..so you're saying...mom is dead?" rufond says in a low tone "yes..." farilla teared up. "w-why?" "father shinro ate her." "who's shinro?" "behind you." she looked behind her to see a large wolf behind her, with light red teeth. "you must be farilla, the daughter of hylinda." "y-yes..why do you ask?" "because you're gonna be my prey." farilla shrieked like an eagle (genetics from forthar) and ran very fast (linda genetics) until she collapsed in a hot, dry desert. her father, fortharus, picked her up and put her under the shade of a palm tree. (wip will edit do not edit story unless you're here to fix the grammar mistakes.)