way down south

*Kyarst* · 02-23-2014, 06:51 PM

He hoped she was as useful at finding water as she was pretty, though he wondered if that could even be possible. Did he even know what pretty meant? He wasn't sure he did, but if he had to guess he'd say she was it. The girl agreed to find water, and quickly took the lead. It was awkward for him to follow anyone, as almost always he was the leader, but he found his stride eventually and settled in at a comfortable distance behind her. It never once occurred to him to walk beside her, and once he was in step behind her the thought would never begin to cross his mind. Eyes flickered almost instinctively to her backside, but remained there only a moment - as if it were some sin to glance there. Maybe it was.

'I think there might be some water this way,' she noted with not a high degree of confidence. He snorted, eyes rolling in their sockets. She thought there was water this way, which could easily mean there wasn't, which meant that he'd walked even further from home for no apparent reason. Oh well, her thought was much better than his lack of knowledge, and so it was all he could go on for the time being. In his musing, he hadn't noted her demeanor shift as she noticed the water up ahead. This missed information could have saved him from bumping into her hind quarters as she so abruptly stopped. Oof! he breathed, backing up a pace or two. 'We found it!' She exclaimed, though he would not share in her jubilance. You found it, he corrected. Much to his dismay he'd had little to do with their success - and it irked him to admit it. He watched her move forth, sniffing the water and then stepping into it. He followed suit, drawing up to her right side and lapping eagerly at the previously still surface. It wasn't cold like up north, but it was something to drink.

He watched her as she drank, her eyes were peering intently into the water - as if she had lost something. Only, she hadn't had anything to lose, as best he could recall. 'Do you see anything?' He drew his mask very near to her own, gazing down into the water - seeing nothing. Uhh, no. It's water, there's not supposed to be anything in it. Little did he know he was entirely wrong in that assumption. Their pack rarely feasted upon fish, and so he'd never had the opportunity to know anything about fishing. The food he was given was brought to him, and he'd not seen it caught. For all he knew water was just... empty. He knew that sometimes Atlas and the other penguins swam in it, but they didn't stay in there all the time. This water should be entirely empty, so why was she looking for something? He tilted his head to the side and up, angling it so he could see her, a puzzled and entirely skeptical look upon his mask.

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way down south

Kyarst