A single act or many
09-23-2015, 09:10 PM
Walk | Talk | Think She could tell Glacier was in agreement with her regarding the potential racing fish and the chances the both of them had with giving the fish actual competition in the water. The mention he made to Locha drew about a laugh from the little hunter as she continued to paddle resolutely forward, and inwardly she agreed wholeheartedly. Locha, at least from what she knew, was like a fish herself, as comfortable in the water as the rest of her family was on land. Anais could not help thinking that her mother would have enjoyed meeting the Elementas fisher and exchanging tactics if not sharing demonstrations of their skill, but her own could not compare with either of them. Not even with a head start did she stand a chance at posting any sort of challenge for the creatures of the sea. The moment Glacier touched the shoreline went unnoticed to Anais as she continued to paddle along, too focused now on simply getting there herself to notice that he already had. So close, so close, she thought as she stared upward at the looming island, able to see now in greater detail the layout of the shoreline that they were very rapidly approaching. Almost there! She struggled just a little against the backward pull of the tide but managed to finally feel the first grazing brushes of sand against her paws, which only fueled her determination more. As her feet finally gained purchase, a bright smile of relief and triumph spread across her face as she walked further up the beach alongside Glacier, her wagging tail sending splashes of ocean water to either side as she went. "We did it!" Her words echoed those of Glacier as the golden brown wolf practically pranced clear of the water and stopped, taking a moment to shake and rid her coat of as much ocean water as she could. It caused the fur to stand up in little spikes, to ruffle a bit and lack much of its usual calm fluff, but she neither cared nor knew of her appearance after their swim. The suggestion was made that they allow a little time to sit in the sun and dry off from their swim, and though she felt perfectly comfortable here on the shoreline, standing under the sun's rays, a quick glance over her shoulder and toward the more densely vegetated terrain of the island convinced her that strolling through the cool shade while soaked through would make for a very uncomfortable trek. "That sounds like a good idea," Anais answered, nodding her head affirmatively. She glanced to either side along the shoreline and asked, "Should we move further up the beach first?" |
Art by Dancing Crows
* Because he has become her protector, Glacier is allowed into any and all threads that Anais may be in, regardless of how they are tagged.