Freedom!
Once again, he'd been left to his own devices as boredom crept up on his life. He still couldn't remember how he'd washed up in Alacritis, but hopefully someday he would remember. He had however, remembered the events that happened before he ended up in the river...though how he acquired the scar across his left eye was left unknown. He stood upon the shore, debating whether or not to cross the ocean to see what lied upon the various islands that dotted the coast. He was hesitant, the faint memory of his possible near drowning in the huge river lingered in the back of his mind, but he wouldn't get anywhere in life if he was always afraid. With a deep breath to calm himself, he stepped into the frigid waters and struck out towards the island closest to him.
With great effort and difficulty, he swam against the currents that threatened to pull him under. Seagulls flew overhead, his head tilted upwards to prevent the water from getting into his eyes and mouth, but it was a near wasted effort as a few small waves washed over him. For what seemed like what might be a long swim, he was in the water for no more then an hour by the time he felt shale and rock beneath his feet. Struggling to pull himself to shore, his body ached and his heart pounded. Somewhere in the back of his mind, the usually calm male had been afraid that a shark would come out and eat him...who would tell Quelt the reason he had disappeared a second time? As soon as he stumbled towards the shore, he vigorously shook out his fur though water still clung to his underbelly as it dripped from his body. But with the sun overhead, hopefully he would dry up soon.
Once he reached the softer sands, he gazed about to study his surroundings. Audits would perk forward when he noticed something a little further down shore, was it a seal? A dead animal? Testing the air, he could catch the scent...and it wasn't dead, nor did it smell of seal, but of wet dog. Just...lying there on the sand. With a slight bit of panic, he trotted closer to ensure the animal wasn't dead, but as he drew closer he could see the rise and fall of the woman's body as he neared. Briefly, he thought about quietly walking away without a word, knowing that she was fine now, she could go about her own business. |
