Greatwater Lake Fortune Favors

His jaw clenched with unspoken worry upon her approach of the partially frozen shore. One misstep, one fault tilt of weight, and she would surely plunge into the dark water...a folly that he knew already he was not apt enough to make well. He was large and able bodied but not to the point of being able to counter the femme's equally sizeable stature. They'd both drown...a conclusion he was not yet willing to commit to for the wordless stranger.

She turned to regard him with an expression of neutral indifference which, in his opinion, was preferable to the snarl of a lip that he'd half expected. He chuffed at her, still abstaining from words, and though he felt a slight kinship with her solitary being he made no other move aside from the faint wavering of his plume.

set by Emy