Alighting Upon The Tender Soul
12-18-2013, 03:54 AM
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The water was soothing, cooling his throat and his tongue. Unawares as the gentle male drank his fill. He'd stare down at the glimmering minnows, curious as to how it would be to live the life of a fish. His attention focused on the simple life of a fish. To him, it seemed all they did all day was eat, swim, and live a carefree life. Oh how simple it must be to be a fish...It was then that the little minnows darted away in several flashes of silver, a shadow falling over the water, though it did not belong to him. Within that same moment, something had landed at his side, startling the male. He jumped in the air with a yelp, seeming to flail a bit before his aerial surprise landed him in the shallow water. A loud splash sent water spraying over him and in all directions. He sputtered, staring around wildly as his eyes set upon the figure on the shore. A piece of water logged river grass draped atop his head by his right ear. His fur now soaking wet as he was in a sitting position and staring at her. One ear was cocked back, the other forward as he listened to her explanation of apology. With a short sigh, he gently smiled, for he was not angry or upset. He found this somewhat comical, as well as a relief. Now he was cooled off from the eastern heat. "Do not worry, I would be lying if I said you were the first to mistake me for a fawn." he lightly laughed, his singsong and gentle voice full of honest mirth. It was true, many had mistaken him for a fawn before, and he was lucky that they had all realized he was not prey. Being bit without his herbs could potentially prove fatal for him, so he was glad that they realized he was indeed one of their own...even if at last second. "Many mistake me for a fawn, it's something I'm embarrassed to admit that I'm used to. No need to apologize, Miss." "Talk here." |
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