Arrow Lake Bring along a good strong umbrella capable of handling falling animals

lovin kudos & how that shit always turns my hearts to question marks-

Not a moment had passed when that shriek pierced through her ears, and, smiling through a wince, turned to appraise Drago. She expected that he’d been overexcited when presented with water, and that must’ve been why he cried out as he did — but no. No, not at all. Instead, he was hurtling off into the hinters, and—

”Micuță!” Her voice was wedged somewhere between utter betrayal and unfettered laughter, stumbling and clambering her way back up the flowery bank, ”Scoate-ți negrul în urmă aici!” breathless and loping off after her sturdy-footed son just as the shadows of spring gobbled him up. If she was quick enough, she could find and clean him before he ran rampant all over the valley.