Otatso Wetlands eight

lmao, yes! tonravik is tonton, echelon is lonlon. this started because steph called tonravik tonton to me and so i responded that we have tonton and lonlon and their adventures. >__>;

When he came up and ventured onward, Echelon held her position as she surveyed the herd. They split cautiously and Dovev stayed between the two halves. She watched with lurking mirth at how they tried to push together again and yet wouldn't dare too much, wouldn't tempt the larger beast that now rested in their midst.

As they pressed forward, Echelon found that she had to move herself to keep them in her sights. The terrain was varied enough that it didn't give her long opportunities to survey them openly, but there were many chances in which she took advantage of. Finally, something began to stand out to her, a modicum of hope resting in the robust herd. She barked once to Dovev to draw out that she had spotted something, and started off to push through the left hand flank.

What she had spotted was nothing more than a minor defect in an otherwise healthy young bull; something was off in his gait, as though something had happened to one of his legs that he had for perhaps all of his life. She couldn't pinpoint what it was nor did she care, because if the immature bull was lame in even the slightest way running, they'd have him with some degree of confidence. At least that was the plan.