i look for you and not myself

The sun lingered within the late afternoon sky and painting the lover's mangrove a gentle orange-pink. Such light brought life to the inky black pelt of the Klein male as he made his way across the tangles. Pads sought to grip the slightly moist tendrils of wood as he climbed and leapt. Water droplets fled from the ends of his belly fur and legs as stray waves caught him ever so often. A small grin stained his pink and black lips as he challenged himself with each leap. It was a true game he played with himself for not only would he deem himself a failure if he fell in. But, if he did fall into the water it would be fairly cold due to the fact that it was indeed the thick of winter.

Goosebumps did invade his skin every now and again as result of the lingering water already gracing his form. But, he ignored it as he continued to jump from root to root. As the sun continued to lower the temperature merely continued to drop and he figured it would be a proper time to start leaping his way inland a bit to get dry. Thus, that is what he did. Slowly the demon made his way deeper into the thick of of trees.