by Against The Odds » Fri Dec 02, 2011 10:47 am
Night stopped grazing and lifted her head. She swallowed and realized she was thirsty. She looked at her herd and figured she could leave for a drink for a few minutes. She turned and went out to the river a minute or so away at a run. She lowered her head and drank. Her ears flickered. She heard the crack of a twig and snapped her head up. After looking around it ended up being a squirrel and she continued to drink.