Greatwater Lake misdirection

this one was loud! not in the way of volume, but in capacity. she chattered like a songbird; and she gave a name, which zharille took with a grunt and a glance, but the woman did not offer one in return. the air was full of the girl's voice and in zharille's mind, earned her the title not only of selena as she'd granted herself, but songbird; it seemed fitting.

zharille watched as songbird moved to the water again, scrutinizing every inch of her. she saw how their tail dipped in the water and the way it was so telegraphed, as if at any moment zharille might lunge if she saw even the slightest odd movement. it was all odd, to be sure. there was a lot of tension between them which settled upon the dark girl, and zharille did not know what to make of her at this point.

not a threat, at any rate.

the woman opened her mouth and let a wide-toothed yawn mime its way out of her, and shook her shoulders, both actions meant to dispel the tension she felt; and she looked away, to stare briefly at the water, and watched as fish drifted closer and closer to the girl's waiting tail. ah, it was bait! a strange tactic, but zharille was intrigued.

she moved towards the water's edge and wedged herself near songbird, then. her head was low, and she sniffed the cool air settling atop the lake's surface. her shadow scared the fish away again, earning a huff that frothed the water and made rings of motion spawn across it, and zharille pulled away again, annoyed. but she looked upon songbird with new eyes, now. she licked her lips, and reached close to sniff the girl's cheek, even touch the fur there as if to smooth it.

when she withdrew, she seemed much calmer.