i was ever chasing fire flies // o, attempting to fly (take #1)

[Suiteheart]

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]The water's edge had been her home for the last few days. Her power discovery only drew her there more heavily, and she found herself spending every free moment in the surf. The water cradled her, making her feel safe and at home. Despite all the shit she was dealing with, it made her feel fine. Perhaps it was selfish of her to spend her time there, but she didn't really care; she just wanted a fucking break.

With a mind to train, the white feline was headed towards the coast. She had taken the long way, strolling slowly along the line between land and sea. The water danced around her paws, lifting with her steps, swirling with her mind. It was interesting. It was nice to be focused on something other than her current issues.

She perhaps would have had an uneventful evening, but Joel was out and about. In horror, she watched as he tumbled to the ground, sliding several feet before stopping. She scurried forward just in time to hear him curse. "Well... I guess the third time'll be the charm," the deputy meowed, laughing lightly, trying to add humor to the situation. "Dude, that looked fucking rough. Need me to grab a medic?" As she spoke, she moved the water back so the waves wouldn't crash into the fallen creature.