Moksha – p.6

August 29, 2012 at 5:33 pm Leave a comment

All day the herd followed the sun, stopping once in the afternoon at a crowded watering hole. There were other animals that Moksha had never seen before, all playing in the muddy water, and she wanted to play, too. She walked up to a small, brown animal with short antlers and big eyes and splashed a bit near it, as a way of letting it know she was friendly. The animal was startled, and jumped several feet back, making an even bigger splash. “What are you doing?”

“I just wanted to play in the water with you. I have never been this far from home, or seen so many younglings. My herd doesn’t have any other younglings.”

The animal looked around. “Old ones! You are with the Old ones. I didn’t think they had babies, my brother told me they are all born old.”

“What a silly thing to say, no one is born old.”

“Well, you are kind of wrinkled and old-looking. Are you sure you’re not just small for your age?”

Moksha trumpeted her annoyance and splashed the animal, and soon they were having a very pleasant water fight.


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