Eliza ran and ran until her paws hurt. She only stopped when she was getting thirsty. She hears around for any sound of the stream. When she caught the sound of a stream nearby, she walked slowly towards it.
She lapped up a mouth full of water and laid down after that.
“That was quite a big mouth full of water there.”
Eliza immediately stood up and growled at the voice.
Eliza looked to her right and saw a teenage girl weaving a flower crown.
Eliza shifted back and glared at the girl. “Who are you?”
The girl smiled. “Emily.”
Emily groaned when the flower crown she was making, break.
“Why does it kept breaking?”
“Cause you’re doing it wrong.”
Why the heck did she say that?
Emily looked up at Eliza wide eyes. “You know how to make flower crowns.”
Great, now you’ve started a con
