This is really heavy stuff.

I run for the muddy pond. The sunlight would show off my body especially since I am naked and I would be easy prey. Smearing myself with the mud and hoping that I do not suffocate, I lie down, praying that the muddy water will not enter my insides.

Wishing that I would not be caught, I sight the bird flying off a bit and run towards the grassy field. I run as fast as I can and am soon camouflaged by the tall grass. I pause for a moment and realize that I have come across some dry grass which I bind together in a skirt like fashion and cover myself. The training I got while handling hay helped me and I am now feeling better. After all, I am not a member of the nudist clan.

I also realize I am hungry and move forward, looking for food.