Without stars, what would I lie on then?
"Please don't call me Gus." "Okay!" She called back cheerily, bounding happily up and down the beach. Myth yipped happily as the water seemed to give chase then retreat. She was vaguely aware of August's approached but was it was only as he spoke that she acknowledged him again. "Avoiding getting splashed by the wa-"Just then the tide came in, as he focus was on August she hadn't realized. Myth had also misjudged just how close to shore she was. The wave was just starting to crest as it hit her, with just enough force to send her stumbling but not to have hurt. For a brief moment she was warm, the water having soaked up as much heat as possible during the day, then it was rushing away again leaving her exposed to the cold air. Myth stumbled back up the beach, out of the reach of the tide. Her fur was sticking up in places and her tiny form shivering. How droll she have looked. |