I only doggy paddle

*Angelus* · 08-09-2015, 06:30 PM

He had half a mind to wade back out and try to catch some mudpuppies or mudbugs. Those he knew he could catch. Mud puppies didn't taste that great, but they were pretty easy to catch. Mudbugs, on the other hand, were a challenge, but they tasted really good. To get those you had to flip rocks over and, should a rock be hiding one, strike quickly and hard, and even then you stood a pretty good chance of getting pinched.

Angel's head shot up as a girl's voice reached his ears. She was standing off to the side and almost out of his line of sight. To fix this the young Imperialis half crawled half slid his upper half around so that he was facing her.

She was red and small, almost Rhythm small, and she seemed...off. Reserved might have been a good word for it. Actually, she kind of looked mad at him, which confused the yearling since he'd never met her before. This confusion led to a greeting that unintentionally ended in a question. "Um, hello?" Wait...was this one of those slave brats his dad had let go? How many girls were there again?

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I only doggy paddle

Angelus