Otatso Wetlands will you be ready when the straw-boss calls?

with her ear to the earth, indra thought she heard the soft shudder of breath - doubtless the contribution of some hidden denizen of the deep. when she looked up excitedly to silently motion to nunataq that she had heard something, indra was surprised to see nunataq had already abandoned her efforts. from the ground indra could see the stormy snap of those dark hocks, retreating in the opposite direction of home.

indra's brow furrowed as she watched the girl's huffy exit. it was not the first time she had been mystified by the rapidly revolving whims of a child, but usually hunting was a fascinating sport to children, who rarely tired of its pursuits before adults did. stumped, but unwilling to let nunataq wander out of her sight, indra cleared her throat to get the girl's attention and then motioned her head in the direction they ought to be going in.