Stand up And Live

the pools housed more than steam and water. was the salmon caught here or was it caught elsewhere? she had missed him catching it. the one that spoke to her offered food and Bee looked at the salmon before realizing she was almost drooling. it had been a few days since she had eaten a good meal and she beamed at him naively. "how kind of you to offer" for taking food from a stranger never occurred to her it might be tainted or poisoned. she moved fluidly toward the man before spotting an ivory shape. she'd twist her head to spot another man a few paces away.

"hello there, you two" he hadn't spoken yet, this new one but she was adamant about making friends. she had seen the creature above his head and wondered how nice it must be to have a friend always with you. traveling alone was often hard and bothersome. her eyes returned to the fish and to the first man who introduced himself as Dot. Bee wondered if there was some sort of reaction to catching fish here at the springs. like, um, was the water here different? did it make the fish extra yummy? the salmon looked fat enough but Dot said it would be hard to share. "my name is Willoughby." she chose to focus on that instead.