The spotted hyena looked at the abandoned rides that surrounded her.
The dull smell of rotting wood made her eyes feel dry, and her ears
twitch. Stepping forward she craned her neck to see if anyone else was
here with her, possibly anyone threatening. Nothing but the soft pound
of her paws against the earth made a sound. She dropped her jaw in
disbelief and continued to look back and forth for someone, or
something. The dull smell of random canines seemed to emit from the
air, like ghost. Climbing up onto a bench, Casey lay her head on her
paws and waited for someone to come along.