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It was there again... the look of thought. Though it was not unwelcomed, it bothered her to see this shroud burden his brows when they were better off enjoying the day given to them. Even if it was for bathing. She had downed her friend with every intention of starting up a little game between them, to perhaps lessen the tense air that seemed to be suffocating the mood. But his piercing gaze held her back. Though not unkind it warranted her attention. Was everything alright with him? Or was this thought of his so deep he could not be rid of it outright?
Again the question threatened to burst from her lips and again she was kept from making a serious situation out of a supposed fun one. To his suggestion, her tail came to life behind her and she rose off of him without contest. "I'll show you 'flounder'", she taunted without having the slightest idea what the word meant. All she cared about was that he was initiating their bonding time.
Without further distraction, she bound for the beckoning crystal surface and did not stop til her paws were graces by its gentle lapping. It was cool to the touch at first, sending a pleasant chill down her spine initially before she brave the brief cold and slipped into the shallows, pushing through the resisting liquid until she stood about chest deep. Like a pup on its first excursion, she giggled madly, tail swaying and all splashing water every which-way led by the stream of her tail.
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