Embarrassment. Embarrassment was what the man seethed with. Shaking his head, he couldn't help but to laugh. The fun was worth it, yet now he had to face his visitor. Letting the last drop of water satisfy his thirst, he slowly turned around, facing the lady that had spoken to him.
"Indeed I am!" He called back to the lady who stood across the bank of the creek. Grinning, he couldn't help but to chuckle after, just to hide his embarrassment.
Dusk, you fool! He cursed in his mind. In his mind, he gave himself a million beatings. How stupid he was. He never talked much in his mind, and now was the perfect time to scold himself. But he would look even more silly if he just stood there, arguing with himself.
He stared down at his paws, longing just to stay in the cool water for just another minute, but he must not keep his visitor waiting. Turning around, the man climbed out of the creek, awkwardly shaking the water off the paws. He let the sun dry him off, yet he rubbed his paws in the grass. He thought for a moment, why was he getting so angry over himself just having fun? Because someone saw him. No, he was glad he had encountered someone throughout his unknown journey. Before the hunger or thirst, he might have collapsed over pure emptiness. He was glad he was not alone. But this stranger he did not know, but perhaps befriend. He gazed into the eyes of the young lady, her golden streaks entwined around her fur shining brightly in the sunlight. Stunning the lady looked, and stupid, he looked.
"Well I do excuse myself for my manner." Dusk dipped his head respectfully, pausing for a second to think how that apology may have been unnecessary. Yet, he continued.
"I am Dusk of the Southern Oaks," He introduced himself quite formerly. "You are...?"
"Speech"
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