Rising Sun Valley Eccentric orbit

Deimos continues his advancement through the reeds, trying to angle himself so he's as small and undetectable as possible. The reeds rattle as he passes and he winces, freezing to glance at Keyni to see what she was up to. She's stayed at the opposite bank, maybe as a distraction. Deimos continues creeping forward, his belly scraping the damp ground as he goes. He makes it to twenty feet before the mother goose's attention shifts to him. He's got seconds to act, so he lunges into gear and bolts from cover towards the goose collection.

With a hiss the goose starts to run towards him, her wings stretched out and flapping. Her goslings panic and scatter, darting into the water with surprising agility. Deimos swerves as the goose comes into contact with him, battering him with wings that were way stronger than they appeared. He tries to snap at her as she assaults his face, but between the snatching and fluttering all he gets is a mouthful of pinion feathers before the goose is airborne and out of his reach. Landing midstream with her goslings surrounding her, the goose honks and twitches her tail in fury, circling around her band of untouchable babies with murder in those black eyes.

Deimos spits the feathers from his mouth and slinks back to the bank, knowing he has no hope of swimming after the band of geese. They're faster than him in water, and swimming was too costly an expenditure. He shakes the water from his sodden fur and crosses back the way he came, glancing at Keyni and rueing that she had witnessed his failure. "That went better than expected. No eyes or ears poked out by angry goose." It's not a meal, but a joke is better than nothing... especially when he's starting to feel his failures pile up around him.