A song written easily
07-03-2020, 03:11 PM
The man listened to her intently, his bright eyes were almost unblinking. She was peculiar and seemed rather out of place. A fish on land, you could say. He chuffed to himself at the thought. His head cocked again as she began to speak, ears pivoting to face her form. The man raised his head to peer out over the waves for a moment, eyes squinting at the brewing storm. The distant waves crashed violently, white foam spraying from the impact. Judging by the storm's closeness, he assumed it would reach shore within the hour. The thought excited him.
It took him a few long moments to comprehend what the girl had said, and how to respond. A sly grin crept upon his lips at her naivety. His eyes roved over her form slowly, noting both her strange coloring as well as her general beauty. She was a looker for sure. His gaze returned to the skyline as he began to speak. She reminded him of the clouds on a particularly nice sunset.
"When the sky..." he paused, nose scrunching in thought, "splits...with water, yes," he finally replied, nodding his head in agreement. The man turned to pad down the beach a little, his paws just out of the reach of the waves. His eyes were once again focused on the distant clouds, and the white crests of the waves.
"Dangerous, the waves," he added nonchalantly, watching a particularly large wave crash back into the ocean and dissipate. His gaze then flicked to the girl, pondering her reaction. He wondered if she would be afraid, or if she already knew of the coming danger. She appeared docile in nature, and her welcoming persona was interesting to Vidar, to say the least.
It took him a few long moments to comprehend what the girl had said, and how to respond. A sly grin crept upon his lips at her naivety. His eyes roved over her form slowly, noting both her strange coloring as well as her general beauty. She was a looker for sure. His gaze returned to the skyline as he began to speak. She reminded him of the clouds on a particularly nice sunset.
"When the sky..." he paused, nose scrunching in thought, "splits...with water, yes," he finally replied, nodding his head in agreement. The man turned to pad down the beach a little, his paws just out of the reach of the waves. His eyes were once again focused on the distant clouds, and the white crests of the waves.
"Dangerous, the waves," he added nonchalantly, watching a particularly large wave crash back into the ocean and dissipate. His gaze then flicked to the girl, pondering her reaction. He wondered if she would be afraid, or if she already knew of the coming danger. She appeared docile in nature, and her welcoming persona was interesting to Vidar, to say the least.
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