Don't Look Down
07-05-2014, 08:36 PM
The boy followed where she trailed off, wondering where she was going. He would stop behind her when she arrived at a lake nearby. He had other plans, but a fishing lesson wouldn't be so bad. He would watch as she dipped her chin in the water, he then came downstream of her and did the same. When he heard her jaws clench, he repeated. But as he came up, she dropped a fish in between the two and his jaws were empty. He grabbed her eyes and couldn't help but laugh at himself for being a failure at such a thing. He was an expert at hunting, why should fishing be any different? His paw would dip into the water as if a fish would magically stick to it, but he kept it in the water and rest his leg against the bank. He wondered what his father would think, if his father would think. But a part of him wished Murrell was here to share the memory. Walk "Talk" Think |
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