Cheer Up

Walk | Talk | Think

Yellow-gold eyes continued to stare at the little creature in the water and watch as it slithered from its anchored position to a different one. Was it dangerous? Poisonous? Did it have a nasty bite? She could recall being warned by her mother once before of snakes who sometimes shared the water with her but during the times that Tahlia had taken her out to fish they had been absent, likely because her mother made it so. Having never seen the ones that she needed to worry about Anais was unsure. She did not want to get bit, or almost get bit. She just wanted a fish to bring back to her mother to brighten her spirits a little.

A frown had begun to work itself upon her features, frustrated that her simple plan had been foiled so quickly, when she heard the sound of someone approaching. Her ears swiveled and her head followed, eyes moving to settle upon a large wolf of black and white coloration who was padding forward toward her. The taller girl's vibrant blue eyes were staring off into the water before they came back around to her with a half grin as she informed Anais that the snake, which still sat in plain sight, was no danger. "It's not?" she echoed questioningly, turning her head to peer again at the snake as if to try spying whatever it was about it that this other girl had to realize it was actually safe. A garden snake, she said it was, and though it was likely not to bother her she suggested moving down from it, even going so far as to offer to keep watch.

She had not anticipated the possibility of making a friend outside of her new home, but the opportunity seemed to have suddenly presented itself and Anais was too much of a friendly spirit to pass it up. Her expression brightened with a wag of her tail as she answered, "Yeah, that'd be great," and turned to take a few steps away from the rocky shoreline where the snake still rested. Once far enough away, though still where she could see it upon its perch, she tried the water again and was glad to find no more little critters lurked within it. Other than the fish that she hoped to find at any rate. She began to step out into the water, enjoying the coolness as it climbed up her legs, and glanced sidelong at her new company. No talking had been one of her mother's rules, something about it scaring the fish away, but Anais was far too curious not ask a question or two. "Are you a fisher too?" she asked as she continued to walk slowly into the lake, wondering if she had possibly found someone near her own age - at least she assumed the other to be somewhere close to her own age - who excelled in the same craft that her mother did.