Silverlight Terrace [M]aybe I'm going blind

Weejay had left the copse early morning, having told her father she was off to the Terrance to collect some riverstones for her garden. She liked the smooth way the silvery rocks looked -- and the river that cut through the terrace was perfect for a quick break before returning home.

She made it in time to beat the stifling heat, carrying with her a rabbit-fur sheath (this trick she had learned from Arcturus, who had the most fine hareskin she had ever seen, and would not tell her of where he had gotten it..). In the soft furs of the rabbit, Weejay dropped smooth stones that caught her fancy. Some were white, some dark grey or green -- a few with mysterious gold veins through them that had her gasping softly in interest.

By the time Takeshi was upon her, Weejay had collected a fine pile of little stones, and the skin was close to overburdened. As she waded in the water, she caught scent of the pale man on the wind and turned brightly around, offering a cheery "Hello!" to the stranger. It was scorching out, and she figured he had come here to bask in the river. "Come to cool off? The water is fine."

And it was -- it was an agreeably cool, soft current -- which pulled and played around her waterslick legs and belly, tugging gently at her wispy fur as it made its way cheerily downstream.