The doe was right there, beyond the edge of the water, looking enticingly pink and vulnerable on her side. The the swell of her belly made it quite obvious. Bitter End was tempted to try a hoof nibble for this one.
As she crept closer, however, her caiman eyes noted that this was a rather solid-looking totoma, and if she was already on her side, she would have all four hooves at her disposal to kick her in her scaley face with.
She mulled this over as she floated around beyond the lapping waves, then turned away.
May you and your children continue be safe, she thought, little feet idly swimming, from creatures like me.