[DND]On the way

[Neela Garcia]

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9th August

The sun was shining and the birds were singing but Neela wasn’t in much of a mood to enjoy the nice day. The collie was sprawled sullenly at the side of the river, body contorted oddly with her lower half twisted onto its side to account for her engorged stomach and her upper half in a normal laying position, letting her gaze into the river that her paws trailed in.

Losing the use of her Optime form for the rest of her pregnancy had left Neela in a mad mood and while she was no longer secluding herself in the woods she wasn’t particularly good company at the moment; if one really wanted to find her she would be easy to track but she was keeping mostly to the lesser travelled area’s of the fort, such as the overgrown stretch of river directly behind the courthouse she was in at the moment, so she wouldn’t be stumbled upon by accident.

Though truth be told the river probably wasn’t the best place to be for Neela’s mood. The collie had been craving fish throughout her pregnancy but now that she had lost the use of her arms, and therefore her ability to catch fish, the cravings seemed to have intensified. Neela had plenty of salted fish but her stomach had decided that it wanted the fresh stuff for now, something that Neela couldn’t get for herself and that she knew few could get for her.

A dark shadow moved slowly into Neela’s vision and all her thoughts focused on the fish slowly making its way upstream. Somehow it hadn’t noticed Neela’s paws trailing in the stream and was swimming right past her. Neela waited until the fish was just below her and then struck forwards, jaw snapping into the water.

Unfortunately all Neela got from it was a wet muzzle. Without her entire body working into the motion Neela wasn’t quick enough to catch the fish and it slipped her jaws. The collie settled back, growling at the water for a few seconds before letting her head flop down onto her paws with a huff, returning to staring blindly into the waters.

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