Duck Lake Rosemary & Thyme

Arlette was the good girl and Nunataq was her personal devil. This little adventure was innocent enough and did harm to no-one, but, who knew, what would the future bring for these two. After all you had to give one finger to the lord of the underworld for it to take the whole hand and more.

Swimming was something the mute girl had never truly mastered. She watched Arlette doing it with the skill and speed of a canine submarine, walked towards her friend, until the water reached up to her chest. Was about to take off... but did not. Something restrained her, therefore with a face of "I never considered this being cool in the first place" she walked back to, where the waves Arlette sent her way, barely tickled her belly.

Instead she studied the surface and the visible depths of the water diligently - first, pretending that she had spotted something very important, second, really spotting something interesting. There were dark, oblong forms moving around, quickly appearing there and then showing up somewhere else entirely. And just at the time, when mermaid-to-be caught the bait (Nuna's tail), the fisherwoman herself dove her head under-water in an attempt to catch those odd things. She failed - naturally - and lifted her muzzle, coughing and splurting water.