Time to get out of the pool

Kione loved these falls, mostly because he loved the water.  The wild dog truly seemed to live up to that name some days.  He had already found the deepest pool.  Since then he had made a running leap into it, enjoying the splash.  The painted dog wouldn’t stay here overly long and who knew how much water he’d find once leaving so might as well make the most of the moment.  The dog had realized quickly to be cautious of the water, the smell of and taste of the bit that got in his mouth warning of the dangers of ingesting it. Another good reason not to stay here overly long.

After another game of splashing and the dog had planned to swim to the edge and climb out but it wasn’t going to be that easy.  He didn’t get snuck up on very often but the painted dog had been enjoying himself too much.  Four hyenas had gathered around, waiting at the water's edge.  Kione snarled, looking from one to the other.  Well hell, Kione had no problem leaping into a fight but he was at a disadvantage for starting the fight.  

Kione showed off his fangs, growling softly, “you fellows makin’ a big mistake.  Get on home or be dinner for the birds.”  Big words.  Kione searched for some strategy to get out of the pool for an even match.  Ok, four to one wasn’t overly even but he liked the odds just fine.


"Kione"