As she continued to the lakes, head high grass giving way to head high white man's crops, she continued to feel the eyes on her, occaisionaly catching site of the onlooker, a large brown jackrabit with not particularly angry red eyes and horns like a stag.<br/><br/>As she completed the ritual, she found the rabit had come out into the opening as if to watch.<br/><br/>Before she could react, a shadow fell out of the sky.  A moment later she was grappled by the shoulders and jerked into the air.  The stooping<i>something</i>dragged her several yards along the water of the spring-fed lake, trailing her feet in the silvery watter, before beating wing higher itno the sky.