He keeps searching the surrounding vegetation with just his head sticking out of the bushes, he doesn't see any other creatures, however his mind is screaming at him to run away, but his thirst pushes him forward, taking slow cautious steps towards the water. His instincts telling him to run for his life, he can feel something watching him, but he knows he will die anyway without water, he gets really close to the water literally shaking with fear but leans down to take a drink anyway.