Sugar plums and faerie dust
The flickering of the fireflies had lulled her into a much needed sleep. Her body sprawled amongst the fresh green blades, and various cat tails. Dreams consumed her, so real and life like. Images of her brothers, flashed behind her lids, paws flinching as though she were running. Strange grunts, and mummbles rolled from her lips, but what was being said unable to be understood.
Lips peeled back, a snarl making its way up her narrow throat. And then it happened, S P L A S H . Droplets of cool water went this way and that. Some managing to connect with her delicate flesh, and her lids shot open, body moved with such stealthy grace as she jumped to her paws. Hackles raised, a guttural growl shook her body with force. Jaws ready, and body prepared to lunge for the fool that tried to sneak up on her during her sleep. But to her surprise.. she saw nothing.
Crimson orbs flicked to the water, and there near the edge were what was left of the ripples from the fish. Head would slowly shake from side to side.. A fish, of all things. the thought rumbled through her cranium, and she inched closer to the water. Seeking out her next visctim. Waiting for one to trek to close.
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