i'd give up forever

There's a creature with a cinnamon coat that approaches her. Selene considers ignoring him for a long moment, splashing after the fish. She likes the fish... not really, eating them so much, just hanging out with them. The crescent moon in her eye seemed to glint, along with the night's sky that was painted there. She is ice and he is fire, if we wanted the cliche. There's a stretch to her graceful limbs as she prepares to splash once more, graceful, elastic movements. A dancer. She's a dancer, and she tries a little too hard to be impressive. That's what happens when there's someone watching.

"They don't taste so hot, I just like playing with them." The scorn of the moon looks at the boy, splashing with her feet high. She's tempting him, taunting him with the cool water. Lowering her muzzle to the water, Selene sucks in a decent amount, and spits it like a fountain-- in his direction, into the air. It tasted awful but the result was so incredibly worth it. Tail wagging wildly, the starling is pleased with herself. "You wanna try?" She's dripping excitement. Brilliant in the sunlight as she is in the dark.