Gone to the Birds [B]

*Freyja* · 08-30-2014, 11:29 AM

Water and summer went together like flowers and bees. Woe to you if you had one without the other, Freyja thought with a wry smile. The golden goddess took a few steps farther into the water, letting a happy sigh sink out of her as the water brushed the fur of her underbelly. She lowered herself, letting the feel of the water seeping into her fur cement itself in her mind. It was glorious, she decided, and well worth a day of leisure. She retreated a few lengths until she could lay down, sphinx-esque, with just her head and shoulders above the gently lapping surface. Freyja watched tiny silver fishlets scurry about beneath the surface, examining her ever so cautiously. She swiped a paw at them, chuckling as they fled, and wondering at the fear they might be feeling. It was good to be the Queen, she thought, Queen of the lake! This would be her domain and these small fish her subjects. It would be glorious, she thought with another laugh. Her father would be so proud. Her spirits were high, proud of herself for finding as escape from the sun's unruly glare. She would wait until the noonday sun had passed, she decided, before seeking out a lakeside den to call her own for a night or three.

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