Only dead fish follow the stream
07-31-2019, 06:35 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-31-2019, 06:36 PM by Eyrún.)
Eyrun wasn't at all opposed to being entertained by company, but she hadn't expected a pup to be the first wolf she'd encountered on this island. A sly grin spread over her lips as she paused fishing to twist around to face the stranger, quirking a brow as her eyes widened slightly. "It goes," she responded noncommittally, wondering if this boy was just a spectator or if he was participating in today's festivities. The feline that followed behind him earned a curious look from her, though her attention shifted promptly back to Alarr.
"Are you actually about to let a cat tell you what you can and can't do?" Amusement flickered in her pale gaze, and a chuckle fell from her lips as they closed as she pulled back to face the ocean, wading a bit deeper into the water, swiping lazily at another flicker of color beneath the rippling water, hoping she might feel a fish move beneath her paw. "I'd think twice about letting him boss you around, but.. that's just me."
