Duck Lake The city, the crowd is fading, moving on

Maneuvering herself around the legs of tall aspen trees, the young snowbird would come across the glittering reflections of water in the afternoon sun. A satisfied grin took ahold of her face just then, to which was then followed by a jolt in her hindquarters -- casting herself into a sprint.

Without much warning to the avian bystanders, who swam unperturbed in the lake, the body of a yearling slammed into the surface of the water and caused them to become airborne. The alarmed calls of many ducks followed, and Yukimi could only stare on with a light chuckle. Maybe her own way of saying sorry in duck.

The cooling water of the lake felt nice on her skin for the moment -- and when she was finally done cooling herself off she'd resurface, caring the weight of both herself and her soaked pelt to the lake's edge. The sun would dry her off soon enough if she found somewhere to rest....