Maybe this was the deep difference between Tsu and Valkyr. He liked baths, and while Tsuyu loved to swim, she didn't necessarily like spending long times in the baths at home. She didn't like cold water, as it made her frog genetics crawl into a hole and want to die. They say that boiling water can kill a frog, but so can extremely cold waters, from what she noticed. Somewhere in between those two was best.
She had always felt sleepy in Snowbound, as frogs usually went into hibernation during the winter, and in Snowbound, it was always winter. Maybe the Pitt was the better place for her after all.
When Tsuyu heard the swishing of water, of course she had went searching for it. A pond, flowing water, had come into her charcoal gaze's sight as she hopped over to the source of the wonderful sound. Splashing, clear liquids. It was beautiful, in a way that Tsuyu rarely ever admitted it.
But there was a splotch, a black ink spotting in the picture. Valkyr. While she didn't care for seeing the male, she didn't necessarily like him either. He always had this look of submission on his face, something the frog could understand, with him being a slave and all, but didn't he serve someone here? Serving the whole clan as a slave sounded ridiculous, although she heard that he had an owner. After all, she had submitted herself to being Stryker's slave. Only his, he was the only one worthy of her.
"Hey, ribbit." Tsuyu called out calmly, her gaze level and relaxed as her long tongue slipped out of her mouth, testing the water's temperature. She was lucky that she had a good sense of taste, in all honesty. Her sense of smell was wrecked, she couldn't smell anything, so she just stuck to the taste sensors on her tongue and the vibrations in the ground and shifts in temperature. "Can I join? I need to wash all of this blood off of my paws." She asked, not waiting for permission before she slid into the water, webbed paws easily keeping her head above the surface as she scrubbed at her paws.
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She had always felt sleepy in Snowbound, as frogs usually went into hibernation during the winter, and in Snowbound, it was always winter. Maybe the Pitt was the better place for her after all.
When Tsuyu heard the swishing of water, of course she had went searching for it. A pond, flowing water, had come into her charcoal gaze's sight as she hopped over to the source of the wonderful sound. Splashing, clear liquids. It was beautiful, in a way that Tsuyu rarely ever admitted it.
But there was a splotch, a black ink spotting in the picture. Valkyr. While she didn't care for seeing the male, she didn't necessarily like him either. He always had this look of submission on his face, something the frog could understand, with him being a slave and all, but didn't he serve someone here? Serving the whole clan as a slave sounded ridiculous, although she heard that he had an owner. After all, she had submitted herself to being Stryker's slave. Only his, he was the only one worthy of her.
"Hey, ribbit." Tsuyu called out calmly, her gaze level and relaxed as her long tongue slipped out of her mouth, testing the water's temperature. She was lucky that she had a good sense of taste, in all honesty. Her sense of smell was wrecked, she couldn't smell anything, so she just stuck to the taste sensors on her tongue and the vibrations in the ground and shifts in temperature. "Can I join? I need to wash all of this blood off of my paws." She asked, not waiting for permission before she slid into the water, webbed paws easily keeping her head above the surface as she scrubbed at her paws.
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