Beat like a heart thats painted in gold
08-10-2020, 10:38 PM
(ooc: I'm so sorry this is late. My second job started back up, and I've been helping my sister remodel her new shop. ;~;)
She watched as the splash crashed into her aunt's already drenched fur. It might have been a pointless endeavor, but the yearling felt accomplished. She even tipped her nose little higher into the air with a, "Ha." for dramatic effect.
Siggy's lip curled as Mortis' laugh built, though the smile in her eyes betrayed her feigned frustration. She knew that there was no menace behind his words, nor ill-intent beneath his laugh. "You wouldn't be saying that if it had almost hit you in the face." The words were light, and playful as they left her lips with a giggle.
Sedna's revenge caught Sigrun off-guard as the water slapped against her cheek, adding to the water still dripping from the tendrils of her fur. She might have thrown another trail of water her aunt's way but the promise of a fish on the shore was a much more pressing matter.
Following suit, the girl pushed herself up and out of the water, shaking her coat as soon as both sets of paws felt the warmth of dry sand beneath them. Should Mortis make his way up to the shoreline she would nod her head in the direction of the fish, and allow him first dibs.
She watched as the splash crashed into her aunt's already drenched fur. It might have been a pointless endeavor, but the yearling felt accomplished. She even tipped her nose little higher into the air with a, "Ha." for dramatic effect.
Siggy's lip curled as Mortis' laugh built, though the smile in her eyes betrayed her feigned frustration. She knew that there was no menace behind his words, nor ill-intent beneath his laugh. "You wouldn't be saying that if it had almost hit you in the face." The words were light, and playful as they left her lips with a giggle.
Sedna's revenge caught Sigrun off-guard as the water slapped against her cheek, adding to the water still dripping from the tendrils of her fur. She might have thrown another trail of water her aunt's way but the promise of a fish on the shore was a much more pressing matter.
Following suit, the girl pushed herself up and out of the water, shaking her coat as soon as both sets of paws felt the warmth of dry sand beneath them. Should Mortis make his way up to the shoreline she would nod her head in the direction of the fish, and allow him first dibs.