09-04-2022, 07:44 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-10-2022, 11:04 PM by Mara-Deighe.)
i see what's m i n e
Swift as a lightning strike, and with almost as much power, a large beast careened straight off a craggy cliff-side and dove. It was merely a shadowy blur, save for the bright streaks of orange like a fire serpent slithering beneath the surface of the water; when the beast finally breached the surface, it had in its mouth a sizeable fish. The fish thrashed about, desperate to be released, and Mara, being the merciful sort that she was, granted such a wish with a hard, crushing pressure and a good, hearty shake. She floated above the surface and enjoyed her catch for a moment while peering about. What a fine day, a very fine day indeed to go for a swim. She couldn't remember a single day recently when it hadn't been a fine day for a swim, but today seemed particularly swell.
She was about to dive back under for perhaps the fifth time, this time to prowl about for something to torment, when a cry echoed across the water from a nearby shore. Taking a quick whiff of the air, she could make out the soggy scent of a creature and the metallic sting of blood. Indeed, the water smelled like it as well, and Mara had just seen a couple sharks scoping an underwater ruins just a minute ago. This time when she dove underwater, she stayed close to the surface to be able to hop up on shore easier. Her dorsal fin cut the water gracefully, a clear sign of her approach. "Oi, are y' all right!?" she called as she pulled herself out of the water and shook off. Her piercing orange-ochre eyes scanned around for the injured party as droplets of water slid off her dark, frizzy fur.
She was about to dive back under for perhaps the fifth time, this time to prowl about for something to torment, when a cry echoed across the water from a nearby shore. Taking a quick whiff of the air, she could make out the soggy scent of a creature and the metallic sting of blood. Indeed, the water smelled like it as well, and Mara had just seen a couple sharks scoping an underwater ruins just a minute ago. This time when she dove underwater, she stayed close to the surface to be able to hop up on shore easier. Her dorsal fin cut the water gracefully, a clear sign of her approach. "Oi, are y' all right!?" she called as she pulled herself out of the water and shook off. Her piercing orange-ochre eyes scanned around for the injured party as droplets of water slid off her dark, frizzy fur.
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