Why am i always drenched

Her body became swallowed with every step taken. Deeper into the depths of cool waters. Now, tainted with the crimson blends of her coat. Anemone trudged along as much as she could. Further they went and soon the onyx fox would be swimming with barely any grip to the flooring beneath. It didn't bother her much though. She could still keep an eye on Omaira. Who seemed to not take note of what was going on at the moment. So lost in the way the wind ruffled her fur. Tickling the tips of arched ears. Her eyes closing only for a moment to listen to what they had to say. Nose taking light inhales of the scents around them.

The area felt tranquil in so many ways. Birds fluttering somewhere nearby. Their song gentle and melodic. Whilst something else shifted the energy around her. Someone had approached. Snapping her attention back to the blurred canvas in front of her. Oma couldn't quite make out what these colors were. There were so many that for a second she felt overwhelmed and curious. Not wanting to just invade another's personal space. She couldn't stop the question which left her lips. Completely ignoring his own. "What color are you?" Anemone, not that far behind, nearly fell over in embarrassment. Her small paws quickening to close the distance and see as to what was going to transpire. "Don't be rude and this is coming from me!"

Omaira chuckled. Looking around until she finally found the placement of where Anemone stood. Just to the side of her and not that far off. Nothing but a mass of darkness. "I was only asking. This is the first that I could not see the colors, Ane." She glanced back to the new stranger. "We are not lost. Only exploring."



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