02-03-2023, 12:05 AM
Water from the sky would normally be Brine's absolute dream. Instead, she was waterlogged and chilly.
Nature was really killin' her vibe, bro.
Whatever, she snorted, determined to make the best of it as she stomped through the forest. She needed a beach. A lake, maybe. She'd take a decently sized river. Something to splash and fish in, though with the weather as it was, Brine wondered how advisable that was.
Her paws and her mind were whirling at a mile a minute, trotting jauntily through the forest surrounding the falls. Food, water, Brine wasn't really thinking about that right now. She was intently plotting her future, a gleaming and delightful thing of sun, sand, fish, crab, saltwater, kelp....She missed home, but she longed for the youthful, idealistic vision she had for her lofty goals more. Hence why she was here, in this valley, instead of safe at home with her dads and mom.
Brine was lost enough in her thoughts, she nearly missed the big, dark spot of fur against the ground as the sun set, and nearly jumped out of her skin, coming to a jittery halt, soaking tail flagged and spirits still high regardless. If a bit damp.
A stranger! To Brine, this meant only a wealth of possibilities. She could already hear her mother's admonishing, soft tones and her father's looming concern even as she plastered a grin on her face and chirped a brusque "Good evenin', stranger!"
Nature was really killin' her vibe, bro.
Whatever, she snorted, determined to make the best of it as she stomped through the forest. She needed a beach. A lake, maybe. She'd take a decently sized river. Something to splash and fish in, though with the weather as it was, Brine wondered how advisable that was.
Her paws and her mind were whirling at a mile a minute, trotting jauntily through the forest surrounding the falls. Food, water, Brine wasn't really thinking about that right now. She was intently plotting her future, a gleaming and delightful thing of sun, sand, fish, crab, saltwater, kelp....She missed home, but she longed for the youthful, idealistic vision she had for her lofty goals more. Hence why she was here, in this valley, instead of safe at home with her dads and mom.
Brine was lost enough in her thoughts, she nearly missed the big, dark spot of fur against the ground as the sun set, and nearly jumped out of her skin, coming to a jittery halt, soaking tail flagged and spirits still high regardless. If a bit damp.
A stranger! To Brine, this meant only a wealth of possibilities. She could already hear her mother's admonishing, soft tones and her father's looming concern even as she plastered a grin on her face and chirped a brusque "Good evenin', stranger!"