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Upon noticing Dos letting go of the beetle, Gabriel would do the same. He had successfully moved it at least a few inches into the water. With all of their weight no longer holding it down, the beetle would fly off unsteadily back from whence it came. Gabriel still couldn't understand why it bothered to attack them in the first place... Did it have young around here? Was it just confused? He took a few steps in the direction it left in to ensure it was really leaving, only to stop when he heard the pained noise Dos emitted. Going over to her, he would lean down and sniff at her for any injuries, "are you okay?" instinctively, he'd try to nudge her affectionately with his muzzle, concern in his voice. |
Muddy River
A wide ravine where a shallow, gentle river flows. Years of drought and silt deposits have built this area into a fertile delta. The river remains low and dry most of the year, staining its waters brown and creating muddy shores.
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