The hunters swoop

It was a gray sky with the outline of white and patches of blue, a miniature mountain that is covered with a low gray cloud. A low hanging cloud mixing with a tall mountain, there's little snow that can be seen but enough to catch attention. There was a wide asphalt road with two lines of yellow, they have been repainted to make it more visible and a little bit of black to go with the gray worn road. His paws was getting tired so he stopped in the middle of the two yellow lines, when he saw the view he was breathless, he got up and continue his journey to a water hole.

Many dark logs stand up in orange leaves that has recently fallen from them, they seem stable and able to hold a human. There are tall thin trees leaning to the left and right, they might fall, moving the orange leaves around them. A dark deep puddle waits for an truck to run threw it, there are little bits of orange leaves that has swept there way into a pond. I was waiting for my friend to hop back into the truck so we can dive the truck into the puddle, he was taking a beautiful picture for our other friends that didn't want to come with us.

Under the banks of the small hill there sat water that hasn't been disturbed by any living creature, the water moved slowly as it ripples. Above the trees are a glimpse of a mountain, the top of the trees are the shape and color of broccoli, the banks are a sandy white and has rocks sitting in random places. By the swimmer, there are bubbles from him swimming and there is disturbance from the swimmer as they make small waves in the water. During the splashing I saw them make splashes in the water and making the fish bolt away from the movements of the swimmer.