Idir had been tracking the sheep for hours now. He followed the markings left by the sheep, from the footprints to the wools of hair that got caught on plants and trees that contained thorns. The sun was starting to set, casting long shadows across the landscape. Idir was beginning to feel a sense of unease - he knew that finding the rest of the sheep before nightfall would be a difficult task.

Just then, he heard a bawwing scream coming from the river. It was most likely the first sheep. "I wonder what this one managed to get itself into. It's alive, so that's a good thing." The mission did say dead or alive, but it would look bad on him if every sheep that Idir was sent to find passed away. Such were the rules of nature, but if the ultimate predator does not wish for it, they won't even get the chance.

"My rules of nature, my rule. "

With determination, Idir made his way to the river. The water was cold and the current was strong, but he knew he had to save the sheep. Once Idir managed to make it to the bottom of the river, he saw that the sheep was struggling in the middle of it while half drowning due to being directly in line with the steam. Rushing over to the sheep, Idir dived down in order to examine the feet of the sheep and saw that it was tangled. Idir then carefully untangled the river weed from the foot of the sheep in order to rescue it.


As he made his way back to the shore, Idir couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. "That's one, four more to go," he thought to himself. But he knew that the task ahead of him would not be easy. The sun had almost set and the rest of the sheep were still missing. Idir would have to work quickly if he was going to find them all before it was too late.