Soft Water
12-10-2015, 03:08 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-08-2016, 04:38 PM by Locha.)
Never had Locha swum in water so soft. The water in the sea back home now held a different feeling, harrowing. The harsh saltwater held memories and failed responsibilities for her, and the flood only added to the pressure, although it was steadily receeding. This little oasis in the West was heaven on earth for the girl.
She did not know what possessed her travel to the dry region that occupied this corner of Alactricia. As she had walked through the desert the cold spring sun, although much milder than it was in the summer, still left Locha drained and yearning for her beloved water. After spending so much time in the water she could feel the pads of her paws pruning, Locha hauled herself onto the bank and shook out her faded blue fur. The pooling water around her feet bit into the dusty bank and trailed back into the lake. Blue eyes were bright as she padded lazily over to the shade of a nearby tree and sat, watching the sun’s rays dance on the rippling water with a sigh.
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