@forebodiings
“Who the heck is THAT?” My asked to no one in particular, simply because she was riding solo this afternoon on her adventure to Lonely Mountains. From her distance, she thought it might have been Snufkin having a nap by a tree, but that wouldn’t make sense! She’d seen him out by his camp when she passed by, there was no way he’d gotten here before her. And besides, she couldn’t help but point out the stark shade of red capping his cranium, not the usual green!
With that idea shot down, My was more than curious, she HAD to see this mysterious new person in the mountains. It was best not to wake them up yet, as they probably wouldn’t let her get as close as she wanted to be, so she quietly tip-toed to the sleeping individual. ‘Funny’, she thought as she noticed just how he was laying, ‘he sleeps like a cat!’ A snicker threatened to escape but was quickly stifled with a quick paw.
It didn’t take long, however, for everything to click! Of course! Those colors, the sleeping, the position. My stopped herself from shouting, for she had a better way of getting the bum’s attention.
From her distance, she was able to get a running start and at the right distance--SHE POUNCED!
