Swiftcurrent Creek Not today, not tomorrow

Arlette was glad to her it. Perhaps Akavir would open up to his best friend. But perhaps, he already went through the break up and there was nothing left to talk about. It was also possible.

Arlette shot him a wiry smile. I will try not to, she joked, like it was a possibility. How mean of her. She was still happily floating, not sure if she wanted to get out. But she also was starting to feel the water soak her fur and pull her down a little. She slowly moved from the water. It dripped off her body before she gave herself a good shake.

God, now out of the water she felt so large. Mostly, wide. Walk me back home?