What?

"What's that?"
Mom looked up from the lush green grass.
"What?'
She nervously glanced to the right and left.
"The hummng sort of thing that's over there."
He indicated across the hard path.
"Oh, that's a Mover. When Two Legs want to go a long distance, they get in a Mover and it hums and takes them."
They both watched as the conveyance flashed a light and turned down the hard path.
"Wow! Does that mean we can go get apples, now that Two Legs has gone away?"
"We'll watch and wait. Sometimes there is another one left after one goes in the Mover."
They continued to graze, keeping close watch during chewing stints.
Moving toward the apple tree, they finally arrived at the tree.
"Yummmm!"