Phoenix Maplewood Thinking 'bout the last time I saw you smiling

Wee, ty~ ^_^

They are indeed, she agreed with the young listener. Goats were docile, but all goats were different just as all wolves were different. But the stuttering goat was special, so distracted by her vanity that she didn't even care that she was telling her story to me, a predator. Albeit a particularly old and creaky predator, one who definitely couldn't take the goat down on her own.

Seeing that Saena was relatively hooked, Shreya did not hesitate to continue. She felt a warm satisfaction in knowing this might be the first time in days Saena had thought of anything other than what tormented her.

Or, at least, it was the first time she'd thought of a stuttering goat.

Anyway, among the great crags and glaciers of the snowy mountain, the stuttering goat put her plan into action. She tried to creep up on the sheer-white goat, but the goat saw her, and they faced each other and began to charge. They picked up speed, heading for each other faster and faster...