you know my dreams :: fiesta (ghosts & swimming)

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[color=white]a low complaint fell off of his lips, hands entangling in the coarse thick fur of the werepanther. well, he felt pretty damn pathetic now. breathing his relief he felt the weeds let go of his legs, head pressed to chat's side as the panther kicked through the water, swallowing as he sensed the power it took from the werepanther in order to keep them both afloat.

he coughed and spluttered, trying to resist purging his lungs. groaning as he laid his head back down he shivered at the cold wind and water lapping at his skin and clothes. he wouldn't dare crawl above where the water felt lukewarm now. he knew that his weight could drown them both, and merely held onto his fur with his arm over his shoulders and back.