Ravensblood Forest one fish, two fish

meredith surfaced with a gasp, water cascading from her fur as she caught his words through her own breathless laughter. her chest heaved, but there was triumph in her eyes—a wild, untamed glee that burned hotter than the cold river ever could.

aye, dirty’s what you get for underestimatin’ me, she shot back, voice dripping with playful defiance. she pushed through the water toward him, their closeness now unavoidable, inevitable. her paw brushed against his side beneath the surface—steadying herself or maybe just... staying near.

the world was still for a moment. just the river, the cold, and them.

reckon you’ll think twice next time you try to get cocky with me. her grin softened into something warmer, but it didn’t lose its edge.

she lingered a second longer before turning, paddling toward the shore. c’mon, firefly. let’s get dry before we freeze our tails off.

and with that, the chase was over—for now.