Brigit
She was holding the man down, waiting for Megan to arrive and take over, when the ground under them began to shake. She smelled the dirt and dung kicked up by the cows running at them, smelled the cattle’s scent growing stronger. The rhino was coming, too.
Her training told her to stay here, to keep watch over the man until Megan showed up. But her instincts told her you might want to rethink that.
She also smelled water ahead. She didn’t like baths. Maybe these animals don’t, either.