Moonstone Quarry black vultures circling the sky

ridgeback picks up on her annoyance easily enough and feels a surge of confusion. he was trying to be a gentleman by keeping distance between them. ...women, he thinks with a roll of his eyes. she wasn't the first woman to be annoyed with him and he sincerely doubts she will be the last. ridgeback's attention drifts then; a pleasant reprieve from focusing near solely upon her despite his best effort not to. a fox darts past him in the shadows and he watches with some modicum of interest as it darts into a bush, bottle brush tail the last thing to disappear into its hole. he's half turned away and looks back in the woman's direction with a start as a loud splash echoes. she stands in the water, trembling, looking very much like an unamused cat that slipped and fell in the bathtub. a snort escapes him; last ditch effort to avoid outright laughter before he does laugh. loudly.