Sabine lay with her forelegs outstretched and her toes dangling in the water below. She lay on a large rock on the river's edge a ways downstream from the waterfalls. She was close enough to listen to the cascading water but just far enough away to avoid getting misted. The atmosphere was warm, but not oppressive, although the river added a level of humidity to the air that bordered on unpleasant. Beneath Sabine the rock, heated by the sunshine, warmed her full belly. For once her demeanor could be likened to a sleepy kitten's instead of an irritable wildcat's.
She yawned and dropped her head to her paws. With summer here the river was once again within its banks. Soon enough she could make her way to the north, although if these summer months stayed this mild she might be content to linger in the east. She had plenty of time to make up her mind. With no one to depend on her and no schedule to follow she could go where and when she wanted. And what she wanted right now was to bask on the rock like a big sleepy lizard.