Zyla flew over the mountains, the sun hidden from view. Gray and black clouds covered the entire sky, and she, in no way, wanted to get caught in the rain.
Rain was beginning to fall. It wasn't pouring yet, but she knew that it was going to. She could see her cave, and began to fly faster to reach it in time.
Just as she landed, the rain began to fall harder than one could imagine. Zyla walked to the very, very back of her cave, and laid down. She closed her yellow eyes, and fell into a light sleep.
Rain was beginning to fall. It wasn't pouring yet, but she knew that it was going to. She could see her cave, and began to fly faster to reach it in time.
Just as she landed, the rain began to fall harder than one could imagine. Zyla walked to the very, very back of her cave, and laid down. She closed her yellow eyes, and fell into a light sleep.