kiss of the bay

The bay never failed when it came to providing one with both a beautiful sight, a drink, and maybe if someone either lucky or very skilled, a meal. Mikaela laid a good distance away from her brother who was busy quenching his thirst. Usually he'd be quick to bark orders at her and bitch about her venturing off too far, but on the bay he could always keep her In his sight. So the girl laid at the waters edge, allowing her paws to gently dangle in the water, gently moving her paw around, twirling it in the water, using an unsheathed claw to create tiny water tornados.

After awhile, slowly she picked her head up, with sea foam hues resting on her brother as he drank. She observed that he was still quite busy, taking his time resting up. So now was her chance. While her brother wasn't looking she slowly crawled a short distance, and then booked it for the nearby brush. What was she trying to accomplish? Well that would be the pure thrill of her brother not being able to scold, or bark orders at her. Just for a moment, it was quite satisfying. So once she was sure she was out of his sight she gently laid down, letting her body fall to the earth below.