He trudged on through the desert, wondering if there would be greener places ahead of him. Though Levy had been born in a desert, he never cared for the climate that was the desert. It was way too hot for him, he preferred cooler climates or at least a place where there was shade. He trotted until he saw the small creek that winded through the desert. It was water.
He rushed over to the creek and began drinking, not minding the metallic taste of the water. After drinking, she tried to find a shaded area so then he could rest, he couldn’t, so he decided that he would sleep by the creek instead. Levy lowered himself to the ground, put his head on his paws, and dozed off.
Feb 02, 2019 10:12 AM
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