Rolling girl
11-10-2013, 12:55 PM
If her mother knew she was out here? Canta had wandered absently away from the pack lands. The girl was well aware of the danger, hyper aware in fact. She knew she was small still, hardly able of protecting herself. Yet she had walked away anyways hadn?t she? Ebony paws moved carefully around the trees. It would not do to fall into the streams, undoubtedly the water would be cold this time of the year and the girl wasn?t very sure of her own swimming skills. Unfortunately the girl would be forced to learn the hard way. She had just stepped upon one of the tree roots, paws slipping upon the wet bark. She scrambled to keep her footing but to her dismay found herself slipping. She hit the stream with a splash paws already flailing. The cold was a shock to her system at first, actually freezing any movement. Then her lungs were screaming for air and she instinctively pushed for the surface. She sputtered as her muzzle broke the surface drawing in the precious air. Luckily for the girl the water wasn?t fast moving or really too deep, though she had managed to end up in the middle of the stream where it was deep enough that she couldn?t quite reach the bottom. Her eyes were wide, as she struggled to keep her head above the water, paws treading water weakly. Speech, Goodness Gracious Great Balls of Fire, Thank you Nine! |
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