"One after the other after the other after the other..." Kisikusiku sang to herself as she walked. She was lost. Good and lost. She had no idea where she was, where she came from, where she was headed. She just walked. It had all started about a moon ago- she followed a butterfly, then went to look around from the top of a large rock and realized she was lost. She didn't know which way she'd come from, and had just been wandering since. She was lucky, every now and then she'd run across a dead thing to eat... But recently, it was water she was in need of. It was still pretty dry, and today's goal was to find a water hole.
Siku padded across the savannah in search of what she needed, but didn't pay any attention at all to where she was headed, really.
