A life of servitude does not train anyone for the skills to be independent. And what had started off as a beautiful day was quickly turning into an adventurous chore. Sure, they had set out to explore the region in full; encouraged forward by the deep greens and warm air of the coastal biome. But as the sun traveled the sky, and the earth began to cool, and the ground began to sink, and the water began to rise, and the bugs began to amass… Well, they weren’t feeling so sure about the “adventure” any more.
And it soon became apparent, hopelessly so, they had gotten themself turned around and a little more than lost in the bog.
“Shit,” it muttered under it’s breath, after sinking another paw into a pool of mud and water. ’There is no end to this… wet’ They observed, while shaking their foot free. With thinning patience, it was about time to climb a tree and call it quits for the evening. But light and movement caught the serval’s eyes and diverted their attention.
Crouching, as to not be noticed, and dimming the light of their spots and stripes subconsciously, the lithe feline watched as a trail of glowing bugs led on a canine of some unusual sorts. Curious, and hoping they were heading in any direction that would take them outside of the swamp, the serval followed.
But hoping wasn’t enough to correct the mistake of ever exploring this damp maze, instead, they were greeted with a much different sight. It was a large mangrove, much larger than its neighboring counterparts, swarming with light bugs that lit its branches and roots. The feline had never seen a phenomenon like this, and stared in awe until the mumblings of the canine perked their ears.
’Almost forgot you were here,” they thought, as the canine padded closer to the tree. Wanting a different view, the serval began slinking off to the side, ‘leaving the bog’ now a lost task in their mind. Two steps, however, were all the steps they had managed before SPELUNKING a paw into muddy water it had assumed was solid land.
Hissing loudly, annoyed, the feline quickly looked back toward the tree knowing full well they couldn’t remain hidden any longer. For unless the canine was deaf, he’d surely have noticed, and the serval wasn’t about to be surprised twice.
And it soon became apparent, hopelessly so, they had gotten themself turned around and a little more than lost in the bog.
“Shit,” it muttered under it’s breath, after sinking another paw into a pool of mud and water. ’There is no end to this… wet’ They observed, while shaking their foot free. With thinning patience, it was about time to climb a tree and call it quits for the evening. But light and movement caught the serval’s eyes and diverted their attention.
Crouching, as to not be noticed, and dimming the light of their spots and stripes subconsciously, the lithe feline watched as a trail of glowing bugs led on a canine of some unusual sorts. Curious, and hoping they were heading in any direction that would take them outside of the swamp, the serval followed.
But hoping wasn’t enough to correct the mistake of ever exploring this damp maze, instead, they were greeted with a much different sight. It was a large mangrove, much larger than its neighboring counterparts, swarming with light bugs that lit its branches and roots. The feline had never seen a phenomenon like this, and stared in awe until the mumblings of the canine perked their ears.
’Almost forgot you were here,” they thought, as the canine padded closer to the tree. Wanting a different view, the serval began slinking off to the side, ‘leaving the bog’ now a lost task in their mind. Two steps, however, were all the steps they had managed before SPELUNKING a paw into muddy water it had assumed was solid land.
Hissing loudly, annoyed, the feline quickly looked back toward the tree knowing full well they couldn’t remain hidden any longer. For unless the canine was deaf, he’d surely have noticed, and the serval wasn’t about to be surprised twice.
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OOC: Hello :3