Sorry, this is short and terrible.
’Wow. Can I step on it?’ The voice Daylily heard was so innocent and curious that she was delighted. She moved through the trees towards the stream that had become her new home and saw a girl in pastel colors staring down at the ice in the stream bed.
Her eyes widened with fear and she called out,
“I—I wouldn’t!” She rushed forward, afraid the girl wasn’t paying attention to her.
“Your weight might be too much,” she continued.
“You could break the ice!” Now she was very near the girl, her orange eyes still wide with concern.
“Please, come away from there.”
Daylily was brought out of her immediate and overwhelming concern for the girl’s safety when she heard her speak. It was a strange way of talking, dragging out each word so slowly. Day was now more worried about the girl’s mental health than about her physical health. Was she, perhaps, a bit slow? Oh dear… This was all right, of course. Day wasn’t one to judge anyone—she could be a bit slow, herself, sometimes. She tried to think of how to get the girl away from the edge of the stream without somehow offending her again. How would she speak to a pup in this situation? She needed to distract the girl with something more interesting than the stream; she tried to think fast.
“Of course you’re light as a cloud, dear,” said Daylily soothingly. “A feather, even. But, you see, there are fish sleeping under the ice in the stream. They’re hibernating for the winter, and if you walk around all over the ice, you’ll wake them up.” She stepped closer to the girl, in case she decided to try and step on the ice regardless of Day’s warning. She intended to rush forward and grab the girl by the scruff of the neck if need be. “Why don’t you come away from the edge, dear? Perhaps you’d like to play in the snow with me?”
A child is how she acts, and how others will treat her if she continues at the play at hand. Aerasha definitely understood how this one was talking to her, for she may act strange, but the clouded lady wasn't a slow one! "You knowwwww,~" she started with a playful note, but not as if she ever stopped her tune of play, "fishhhh, don't sleep?" Her head turned and looked at the other like she was a buffoon, and chuckled at the others attempt to coy her off.
"Butttt, okayyyy," though the others attempt was funny enough that she would follow along, and get awfully close to Daylily, "what kind offf, fuunnn do you have in mind?~" She had offered to play, so what kind of games would this stranger give to Aerasha?
Daylily cringed when the girl told her that fish didn’t sleep, thinking she’d been caught. She opened her mouth to beg the pastel-colored female away from the ice, but then she suddenly gave in. ’What kind of fun do you have in mind?’ the girl asked in her strange, sing-song voice.
Daylily had not thought that far ahead; she was just relieved that the girl was doing what she wanted her to. “Well,” she began, drawing out the word as she thought about it. “There is plenty of snow around…” With a mischievous grin, she dug her paw into the snow and flung it towards the girl! Feeling like a puppy again, she performed a play bow, sticking her butt into the air and wagging her tail. “Betcha can’t get me!” she taunted playfully, and waited for the girl’s reaction.
Sorry lol!
Daylily yelped in surprise when the girl’s paw came up and smacked her on the behind. That had certainly not been her intention in giving that play bow! Suddenly she was incredibly confused. She looked awkwardly at the girl, wondering what to do. She wanted to run away and hide and try to think through her rush of emotion. Why was she feeling so strange? She felt flushed and her heart beat quickly in her chest. This was what it felt like when looking at a boy she had a crush on; she knew that much… but… She had never felt this way toward a girl before. What was going on?
With some kind of stuttered apology, she quickly turned and fled. She needed to retreat to her den to try and muddle through her feelings.
[Exit.]