Just keep swimming...
04-04-2016, 11:52 AM
Locha broke the surface, gasping for a deep breath of air. The waves were calm today and the water clear. It was amazing how fast the water had cleared up. The new autumn breeze did nothing to cool the water, yet, so Locha would swim as much as she could before Winter came to (try and) stop her. A neat pile of fish awaited her on the shore, a stark contrast against the black sand. With a smile, Loch paddled back to shore, sweeping up her catch in her mouth, and began towards the grassy banks, water dripping from her coat. With a sigh, the woman flopped down half on an half off the sand and began to dip into one of her catch.
"ICECOLD"