The sudden appearance of a shadow startled him. He had been looking at the silhouettes grow bigger as they approached where he was perched, trying to figure out what or who they were. The first time he spotted them on the horizon, they were tiny specks that kept changing positions in the open sandy field stretching for miles.
Presently, he determined they were men, tired by their gait, but determined nonetheless. One of the men veered off the path and sat down. The others urged him on but he waved them away, yet they couldn't leave him there. Wearily, they sat down beside him to regain their waning strength.