She returned his playful jesting, and he smiled as she grinned at him and moved closer. "You invite me to a bath, then swim away?" Before he could respond, she had dipped below the water and his ears flicked forward quickly as he strained to detect her body beneath the surface. Though the moon hung overhead, reflections flickering on the water, the night made it difficult to see through the murky depths. Instead it was like looking into an inky blackness and he couldn't see exactly where she was, but he could see how the water was moving - a large ripple moving in his direction. "Oh, no...." he said teasingly, feigning distress. "I think there's something in the water!" He grinned a toothy smile at her antics and soon enough he felt the current of her movement hit against his legs. He pulled his legs back, jumping to the side hoping to avoid her movement. He took aim where he thought she might be and swatted his paw, extending his leg out from his position in a reaching gesture, toward her in an attempt to 'tag' her with his foot. --- success: slaps her with his foot somewhere (your choice) fail: misses (or you choose what happens) Speech. |
Muddy River
A wide ravine where a shallow, gentle river flows. Years of drought and silt deposits have built this area into a fertile delta. The river remains low and dry most of the year, staining its waters brown and creating muddy shores.
The Shape of Dreams