Momma had found her, and the little red wanderer had been carried back to the Stratford lair, her mother having coiled up around the curious hatchling.
No fun!, she wanted to explore!, waiting till she had gotten her bath, of course there had been much squirming and wriggling there.
She waited, pretending to nap, until momma herself had fallen asleep as well. Quiet, quiet, not making a peep, the little red slid from her mother's protective coils.
Daddy seemed to be slumbering too, hop, hop, hop, she was playing with a few nearby rocks, batting them around, before darting off to sniff a flower curiously, so much to see, to do, to explore!
No fun!, she wanted to explore!, waiting till she had gotten her bath, of course there had been much squirming and wriggling there.
She waited, pretending to nap, until momma herself had fallen asleep as well. Quiet, quiet, not making a peep, the little red slid from her mother's protective coils.
Daddy seemed to be slumbering too, hop, hop, hop, she was playing with a few nearby rocks, batting them around, before darting off to sniff a flower curiously, so much to see, to do, to explore!