Shy Deer Steppes Vulpine

The lands were barren,  yet not of life. The boys eyes caught the fleeing form of a few deer as he walked, yet never saw them up close. The odd lizard skittered beneath a rocky overhang as he passed, and on occasion he would spot in the distance vultures circling low.

When the midnoon sun hung high overhead did he pause, stepping lightly to the nearest small stream he could find and drinking deeply, eyes flitting over the landscape as he did so, relief at his thirst finally sated great.
@Odette!