Cedar Sweep These Weary Bones

Sera had been walking for some time now without much of a break. Images of her past flooded her mind motivating her to keep moving and ignore what her body craved. Her limbs burned, her mouth was dry, and her eyelids were heavy. Everything in her was yelling for her to stop and at the very least end the thirst. It felt as though if she ever stopped moving they would find her. That was the last she wanted.

The sun was very low as the already dimmed area became darker. The thought of stopping to find a place to sleep for the night did cross her mind but her stubbornness refused. Sera kept walking despite her level of fatigue until the sound of water found her ears. Altering her course only slightly, she made her way to it. At least she could wet her tongue and perhaps that would wake her up a little. Exhausted cerulean eyes fell upon the water's edge and once she finished closing the gap she lowered her muzzle to start drinking. Sleep sounded like a great idea right now...But where?