a man has needs
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12-24-2021, 01:00 PM
Splashing about in the high afternoon sunlight, Jack really is quite pleased with herself. There's plenty of fish here, and really, she could camp out for a few days if she really wanted. A few days... a few days to be anywhere seemed like a long time, but if there was anywhere the sandy creature could see herself staying it was probably here. At least for now. At least until finding somewhere to put down roots, and maybe find a band of more likeminded individuals. Likeminded, those inclined to chaos similar to her own. Really, anyone who liked to have a good time. Couldn't get too close to anyone that was too stuffy, too hard out for doing things the right way. Hell with the right way, Jack wanted to have fun. That was the entire reason she was here in the first place. Taking in the world around her, it was easy to be inclined to all the beautiful things. As she stood still for a long moment, the fish that she'd initially scared off began to return. The grasses by the banks were tall, and could conceal any number of creatures-- predator or prey, friend or foe. It seemed like the river itself went on for ages in either direction. Really, all of it was quite incredible. For what it's worth, Jack thought herself incredible too. As her gaze tracked up the river, she could see... someone. From this distance, Jack could be certain of one thing and one thing only-- they were pretty. Always fond of pretty things, the girl splashed her way towards the creature. Her tail wagged and her head was high. If they didn't take well to her advances she could just as easily spar, or fuck off entirely. Really, anything would do, Jack just needed a little excitement. Something to spice up her day. She dipped her head to pick up a mouthful of water before spitting it in a long arc in the stranger's direction. With bouncing steps, she'd move to close the gap a bit further, but leave herself plenty of face to make a swift exit just in case. The bouncing left water splashing up in all directions, out from her rather large paws. "Boo." The word came with raised eyebrows and a playful posture. Would they engage with the game, or had she already crossed social boundaries too much? |