After a while, Fable stood up and began to walk around, inspecting their surroundings. Beatz followed close behind him. Suddenly, Fable froze and crouched low. A few feet away, something was moving in the grass--small, about the size of a squirrel but distinctly different looking. And it seemed to be...floating? But before they could take another look, it was gone as fast as it had appeared. They continued to walk through the field, their thoughts absorbed by the odd and intriguing creature t...