Qeya River četiri

Whhhut?! 

He’d never seen a wolf dive below the surface before. He’d seen otters, beavers, muskrats do the same thing but- a wolf? Never. 

Laura felt too buoyant to be able to do the same, so he kept himself afloat with soft paddles of his feet, and plunged just his face below the water’s surface. Not knowing how to hold his breath underwater without getting water up his nose, he exhaled- and myriad of bubbles were expelled, blocking his view. 

He lifted his head out, shook the excess water away from his ears, and drew in a deep breath to do the same thing again- and this time, he caught a glimpse of what he hoped was Senka. 

Of course, he couldn’t see well through the bubbles, and her coat blended well with the deep blues of the lake. He could only hope that this large shape cutting its way through the cool waters was her and not some lake cryptid! It came toward her, and breached just as he did, only feet away from him. 

He laughed. Jeez! Are you part Ogopogo or something?