Tiny Bubbles
05-31-2015, 08:44 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-09-2015, 02:47 PM by Valentine.)
The trip to the river wasn't a long one, but enough time passed for the brute's fur to begin to dry. Clumps of hardening mud dotted his person. It lined his belly and the back of his legs, and it stood in slowly stiffening spikes along the back of his neck and the contours of his chest. Their time in the swamp had been a lot of fun, but Valentine was ready to be rid of by-products of it. It was making him a bit itchy. "Here we are," he said as he stopped a couple yards from the bank of the river. Casting a sidelong look in her direction, the brute grinned suddenly and challenged, "I bet I can beat you in." Before the words were all the way out, Valentine was off like a shot. Her little sprint ahead in the swamp was still fresh in his mind. So what if this was cheating? Valentine reached the edge of bank and kicked off. He sailed several feet out and then hit the river hard, sending water in all directions. For a second the water closed over him, but in a matter of heartbeats he propelled himself upwards and broke the surface. Blinking water from his eyes, Valentine looked around for Rhythm. |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.