Meadowlark Prairie Here I am…. A tumbleweed.

She wondered what they look like. The big beasts of the plains from where Cassidy called home. “Oh, they’re majestic. They’re dark brown, with a fluffy body, and horns. Their eyes are dark, and they stand very tall. When they speak in their language, it sounds like a big grunt or chuff.” He was thrilled to speak of his home. “They live in herds and thunder around a big grassy plain. Much like this one actually.”

“I remember my father would take me to see them. Not on a hunt, just for looksies. He told me to always respect them.”

“Maybe you have them here. If so, they’re definitely something that everyone should see at least one.”

By the time they had been chatting, the trip hadn’t seemed so long.