[ooc;; she isn't in the herd already, i plan on describing her previous life in her history but i figured this was a perfect opportunity to join right in.]the day was not the opportune day for traveling. spring time brought showers and showers brought mud. it was safe to say ami was not pleased to still be alone after days of traveling. it may seem rather odd for a newly grown cow to be out on her own in such a dangerous season, but amitola had never let the odds get her down before. she had risked far more dangerous things then a silly little trek across the plains. that little trek in itself was quite strange; not that it was strange for a buffalo to leave his or her herd but for amitola to be the one leaving, well that was odd. the strawberry cream colored femme often questioned herself why she was leaving. she had a good home after all, a loving family and a strong leader to boot. but the problem lay with just that, the herd. it was too small, too boring. the days were monotone and left her little room to spread her wings. that was the reason why she left, the reason why she snuck off in the middle of the night to avoid the disappointing eyes of her siblings and the rest of the herd she previously called family.
silver striped hooves crushed the thick, thirsty grass of the plains. things were so quiet it was almost eerie. ears flapped forwards, only catching the squishing sounds her hooves made on the soft earth below her. while caramel eyes saw no sight of life on the vast terra, nares flared as the wind brought stench of a herd not far from the point which she stood. was that thumping sound her own heart? potentially. she could feel warm blood coursing through her as she grew more and more restless. weight shifted from side to side but she rather not move forward. dominants could be very territorial. she was a valiant fighter but it would be a shame to have a step towards the group be the last step she ever took. she knew nothing of this much larger herd, she was an outsider, a foreigner to them. as much as she hated putting on the innocent "i fear for my life look", she would hate to appear a threat. best lay low for a little while before making any moves.

