Sleeping Dragon didn't know me, you were drawn in

The little girl's confirmation was one positive thing to the whole ordeal. Goliath turned around to face the herd of deer, and eyed a single female doe that had strayed away from the group and closer to one of the small, smoking geysers that befreckled the area. Upon closer inspection, he saw it was hopelessly licking a small shard of salt that had stuck to a rock, its eyes slowly crossing inwards to look at its own tongue. 

Deciding that the dumbest target would be the easiest target, Goliath flattened himself on the floor, the fat on his belly barely scraping the grass below him. Hoping that the child would follow him, he set off towards the lonely deer: Crawling at a slow, steadied pace, hoping to take it by surprise