Firestone Hot Springs friends and liars don't wait for me

okay... so far so good...
and then the cougar moved and like the skittish thing he seemed to be in that company, lakhos skittered even further away. only slightly in the wrong direction—he put a bit more distance between himself and the hot spring between the one that was presently occupied.
but the cat didn't go launching himself out of the water, which was kind of weird. truth be told, he anticipated the worst was yet to come, and decided not to move any more than he needed to. when he would move again was yet to be telegraphed, but only because he found himself confused.
the offer was definitely a trap. this was a lazy, blissed out cat. why work to chase down some scrawny thing when he could probably lure it in with the promise of a little comfort?
no, uh, i'm good, bro, he managed to get out after a moment. the eternal fuck fuck fuck was still pinging around in his brain. pick and choose words and actions wisely—this wasn't a slot machine, really, it was pinball and he couldn't get the damn ball to roll up the ramp to a new high score.
but uh, i thought that cats hated water?