A Whale's Song
06-03-2013, 12:23 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-05-2013, 10:39 PM by Cherokee.)
Her squeal split the air, loud enough to out-noise the waves crashing on the shore. The amusement that had been making its way onto his visage froze halfway there as he realized that Song was jumping straight into an oncoming wave. He would?ve yelled to watch out but it was far too late. He watched helpless as the huge body of water came crashing down on the dainty dove, soaking her to the bone, her fluff of a coat before coming a wet mess now. Cherokee?s ears flattened against his skull, knowing that being wet, especially in this kind of weather, wasn?t a very ideal thing. He watched her stumble away from the wet shore onto higher and drier ground, her two-toned gaze searching him out. Casting a wary glance to the water, he quickly padded up the sand to Song?s side, guilt riddling his frame. She was all wet because of him. What an impression to make the first meeting, right? A light laugh bubbled from her lips as she smiled at him, asking him if she?d looked pretty silly. You could never look silly. he said quietly, scraping a small hole next to his white paw. I?m sorry I got you wet miss Song, I didn?t mean to. He really felt bad that she was soaking wet and he was dry as a bone. He probably should?ve been looking out for the waves instead of fooling around. Oh well, he supposed, not much to do now except help her find somewhere to keep warm and dry up. Is there somewhere I can take you to help you dry up? Dual-toned gems were intent on the young woman before him, awaiting an answer. He hoped if she did that it wasn?t too far. Night was beginning to creep quickly upon the duo and the dark knight knew the temperatures were going to be quick to drop. He didn?t want Song sick because of him. Talk like this |