Dawnlark Plains Chapter One | Anew

What joy! The breeze, the birds- even the little flies and jumpy squirrels; though, she would dodge those. No can do, no sir!

No squirrels for her! The scent of elk had been abundant, and though she wanted to try and go for one, maybe she could find something smaller. Something that didn't risk knocking her incapable of walking for the next week, or month, or gods forbid, next year!

Bolting through the plains, it had been the sound of other steps, ones behind her, loud steps, that made her alarm bells chime. Her run became wobbly, her head forming to a turn to look behind her to see a small, but charging figure. 

A loud gasp blubbered out, and she nearly fell upon her feet there, only for her hind legs to take control and push her forward with great weight, away from the pursuer. 

"Stop! Hey!" she cried, looking behind her constantly, failing to keep a steady stride ahead. "What are you doing?!" Fear took over, and her fluttering heart turned to choking beats. "I'm sorry!" she tried unknown reason, panicked!