I’ve always thought of herbivores as relatively harmless. Not that you want to corner or threaten one, as they generally take rather violent exception to anything that signals they might be eaten. But as a general rule they don’t go looking for trouble. Not these!
I have named them hippopotamus, though I will have to find out what Songbird’s people call them. I’ve seen them before, of course, when I was following the river downstream. They look like small, barren islands from above, and lumbering, clumsy brutes when they drag themselves out of the water where they feed.
They are not clumsy.
Especially when they see me watching them and decide that I am a threat.
Jarn’s Journal is the fictional journal of an a human-like alien stranded on Earth roughly 125,000 years ago. For a slightly longer version see my main blog; for the entire Journal to date see my author website.
Jarn’s story forms part of the history of the Jarnian Confederation, the setting for my award-winning science fiction novels.
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