Duck Lake We can be like Jack and Sally if you want

The abundance of good cheer spilling from the boy was infectious. Ibis smiled, her tail waving, flicking some errant drops of water from where it had collected during the fishing attempt. She nods and says, I met him a few days ago. He's living with the rest of my friends right now — I could show you? Pirrup was more than welcome to follow her. Ibis would live vicariously through the reunited siblings if possible; it felt good to bring together two lost souls like this, and made her think fondly of her brother, hopeful for a similar outcome for herself. Come on, it isn't far. She motions with her snout and sets off alongside him at a hasty prance, suddenly energized again. Maybe later she'd come back to try her luck at fishing again.