You Can Count On Me

The petite babe had grown rather bored as of late. Loneliness, was the main cause of it. Though it was truly her fault, she had chosen to push everyone away and well... could she truly blame them from moving on? She was beginning to piece her life back together again, months wasted of doing nothing but simply surviving. She had found a home, she had started socialising and now... she was starting to become happy. She would look at the waters, the peaceful and calm look it gives of, and well, the islands looked rather tempting to go to. With a small hesitation, the nymph would slide her form within the liquid, letting it engulf her whole before swimming towards the islands. It took great  effort, the coldness of the water numbing her limbs. It took her a while to actually set foot on the island, but once she did a sigh of relief would slip her maw. Her breaths would become sharp and heavy, taking a moment to regain her strength.

She felt frozen, and simply wanted to warm up. She would move her limbs, eyes drinking in the scenery before her. This place was rather beautiful and well- S'alkrie was always drawn to the beauty of the world. She would stay in silence, almost zoning out of reality while  taking so much care in looking around her. until BAM. She would knock against another form, and instinctively she would bolt back a few feet, alarmed by the sudden realisation. And if a wolf could blush, she would defiantly be doing that right now. Her crown would lower slightly, maw parting ever so slightly. " I... Im sorry, i wasn't watching where i was going." the porcelain babe would not make eye contact with the man before her, becoming rather shy. The water would drip from her form, her fur pulling towards the ground.