gone fishin'
09-24-2023, 07:39 AM
there was a chill bite to the air, bypassing the thickened fur of Dulla’s pelt to sink its frost-bitten teeth directly into her bones. by the time she made it to the shoreline, a slash of silver had chased the last remnants of night from the sky, and the day dawned dull and grey. the water was accordingly ugly, a stretch of gunmetal against a clouded backdrop; the only comfort was its calmness, each wave lapping sluggishly against the sand as though sedated. Dulla came to a halt directly before the water and outstretched a paw, letting it glide along the surface. icy. shuddering, she took a minute step back and hastily shook her paw dry, casting the water a disparaging look. hell of a day she’d picked for this, that was for sure; no wonder Kas hadn’t wanted to come. gritting her teeth, she wades in up to her flanks, scrunching her eyes shut to collect herself. everything was so goddamn cold. stupid, useless weather. peeling her eyes open, she begins to nose about the water, eyes fixated on every little flash or glimmer. to the casual onlooker she’s a rather damp, shivering woman in the shallows of an ugly beach, head intermittently whipping back and forth. to herself, she’s a girl on a mission.
where are you, you slippery buggers.
where are you, you slippery buggers.
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