Redsand Canyon Hope

She thinks she doesn't trust him, he had potential to be a vicious killer deep within him. Yet his smile causes her hackles to lie flat, her tail untucks and she's leaning against him for support. "If my head goes under I will be coming for your throat first." Her words carried no bite with them, she was merely voicing her displeasure of being in the cool liquid. 

However, Auriel was never one to shy away because of petty fears. She began to go deeper, until she could barely skim the bottom of the pool, chin raised comically too high as to not touch the water. "Now what? Do I just kick?" The gentle ripples contrasted the towering waves that had crashed over her head. Her eyes widnened and she seemed to freeze, breathing coming out in short gasps. She was fine. I am fine.