She loped down the corridor, like a Palomino racehorse in sunglasses, and lifted an elegant hand in greeting, as if it were simply too early for speech.
Tunde crosses the empty night- streets, the dogs barking far away, breaks into a jog for a few moments then settles back to a long-legged, loping pace.
Then Zetta did a fake throw of the shovel, and the baby beast fell for it and went loping deep into the cave, looking and searching frantically for the tool.