Lake Bismuth swimming in a fish bowl

Fish swirled around feline-esque paws, wriggling away as the mixed, miniature wolf stepped from pool to pool. Hira's movements were nimble, each step landing with a splash and a ripple as she maneuvered through the pools. Yes, there was a rocky path for her to walk on, should she wish, but the desert princess much preferred this way of travel. It was fun!

The setting sun gently illuminated her sandy pelt, clouds pink; purple. Autumn was coming, but in the desert, it was always hot, even during dusk. So, here she was, soaking the cool water into her paw pads, occasionally nipping at a fish or two before giggling to herself. She'd probably end up having one of them for dinner.

Flicking her tongue out to wet her black lips and nose, Hira continued trotting within the pools. Amber eyes settled upon the butte sitting against the horizon, tall and mighty, but perhaps, as the agile girl she was, she'd be able to scale it. Hmmm... It'd provide a good vantage point, she knew. Perhaps she'd be able to see the prince from up there.

Leandros, the thought made her pelt prickle with envy. She'd drag him home by the scruff if she had to. Stupid Prince.

But nonetheless, she continued, her posture cheery despite her resentment.