i'm the only one

N/A · 01-06-2022, 10:12 PM

If the donkey and reindeer startled the elk, then Beru would definitely frighten them. The old woman was slower than the younger ungulates and was used to them going a bit ahead with all of their energy. It gave her time to shuffle along at her own pace and collect what she could here and there. Often she simply stopped to take in the scenery or crop at some greenery. Today she was simply slow because it was so warm. The old woman's pelt was thick, thick, thick. She wasn't built for warm weather. And so, she had hung back to submerge herself into a nice, chilly stream. The giant woman had given herself a roll, soaking her russet coat. Afterwards she had rolled in a field of wildflowers just because she could. She'd stayed there for a bit and the others had moved off.

Back on her feet and trudging along, Beru followed the tracks and scent of her companions. No doubt her approach could be heard long before she could be seen. Her chunky frame brushed against trees and bushes. Cracking, popping and the thud of her wide feet on the ground were her herald, calling out her arrival.

Pushing from the trees and into the clearing, the massive red rhino cow gave her head a shake, the action frightening the already skittish elk that had bedded down. They leaped up and began to flee. Beru was used to this. Most animals had never seen her kind before and were taken aback by her. Herbivores, being naturally flighty, often ran in her presence. Beru paid it no mind and moved forward towards the pair... trio... of creatures. She needed to get rather close with her poor eyesight to see just who her boys had found. One honey colored eye blinked as she noted the young elk, though he wasn't your typical elk. He was of the ilk that she was more suited to.

"Helloooo, wee one. How did ye end up over here?" Most likely in the same manner that she had. It seemed as though he was alone just like she was as well since he'd been bedded down with a herd of lesser elk. "Are ye all alone, poor boy?" The kind old woman gave her head a little shake and moved away just a bit so that she too could fold her tree trunk legs to lay down upon the grass with a grunt. "I hope ye doona mind the company tonight. If they haven't introduced themselves, this is Oscar, Kyren," she pointed her giant horn towards the donkey and reindeer respectively, "And I'm Beru," The old woman's voice lowered to a whisper and she gave the young elk a wink. "But ye can call me Mrs. B, if ye like."

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