The creek's water glistened amidst the countless reflections coming from the sun rays.
At the top of a tree branch overlooking the creek, Lucas froze in spot as he saw numerous beasts loitering around the edges of the creek.
Counting them briefly, Lucas realized that there were more than ten of them in his line of sight alone.
Each one of them was unique, with varying sizes and types.
Gazing at each other, they were vigilant but seemed to be 'tiptoeing', as if afraid of even making the slightest sound. Huge or small, all of them seemed to be in agreement not to make the slightest sound.
While they were trying to keep a look at each other, it did not stop them from going over the creek and having a drink of the gushing water.