Duck Lake the grass is growing on top of my feet

i still am.

her tail waved with merry amusement behind her. maybe a bit prideful. it felt good to be quick, to think as fast as she could and make something from it.

i just also know an opportunity when i see it. a little shrug of small, bony shoulders. you and i, we can meet back here again. maybe see how our leaders feel about it first. granted she could not foresee them being upset about any kind of community event held between them.

after all, hadn't basically the whole world come together for a hunt in the wilderness beyond the mountains?