Heron Lake Plateau guiding light

It really happened all too fast. A tangle of limbs, a whole lot of flailing, and in the middle of it their poor hapless sitter trying to straight it all out. An audible gasp escaped Phoebe the moment she realized what was about to happen—she went stock still even when Vasa seemed to surge forward after Eljay. It was the waving end of Vasa's tail that stirred her to action finally and she followed, though at a distance.

They were supposed to stay away from the lake. Her mother had told her this. Her father had told her this. It had been even more a warning now because the weather was changing and the winds were colder and while they were certainly much bigger than they had been on their own introductions to the water, it was still a beast of its own nature.

Most of all, in the droplets that came winging back to her from where she stood, it was cold. Her hackles rose along her spine as she whined and recoiled, uncertain and unable to decide what to do. She wanted to help, really, but Eljay already had his paws full trying to snag two of them from the water and really didn't need a third. Or fourth as it were, seeing how Vasa was already carrying on trying to throw out suggestions.

”Vasa! Stop!” she called and fearfully so, because gods only knew hollering get them, get them! wasn't exactly helping—but she wanted to yell it too.

i had to join too, i hope you guys don't mind me.

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