Lake Rodney A journey (a decision)

no sooner had she called out, the boy's head bobbed beneath the surface.

satsu hurried to the edge of the lake, her toes gripping at the wetness there, feeling the mud squish between her toes. her attention was focused upon his struggle. more and more she felt guilty for distracting him, but she did not throw herself in to the water to give him aid - the thought did not strike her until he had already toed at the land.

thoroughly drenched, the boy coughed a few words. satsu's head ducked as she wove closer to him, sharing a wag of her own tail when she saw the whip of his own.

i'm sorry, i did not mean to startle you. without thinking about how it may come across, satsu attempted to warm his cheeks with a few laps of her tongue, as a sister might.