Cedar Sweep disappears in the deep

Even in the still and tranquil hours of early day, the world acted as an obnoxious symphony in her ears. She cowered away from the mumbles of the waterway beside a large stone which managed to block most of the outside noise. Then it was only her and her heartbeat, the heavy inhales and exhales she managed to take it, the soft rumbling of her belly. 

Soon enough, another's footsteps could be heard, coaxing her from where she stood. She watched anxiously with her ears flat to try and mask the calls of the wild. Had she known the pain a conversation might have put her through, or the discomfort which her own steps would cause then she might have hidden herself once again behind her makeshift shield. But she did not know any of this, so in a moment of ignorance, she remained out in the open.