Moonstone Quarry peach or plum or strawberry

Despite her effort, the stranger’s noise sent a jolt down Hyacinth’s spine. His head bursted from beneath the pool and he frantically looked in all directions. Finally his eyes lock onto the pearly woman, her defining features distorted by the droplets of water that clung to his lashes.

Ah, s-sorry! I’m sorry. Sorry- The apologies did not stop spilling out of his mouth as he hastily shook himself dry and rubbed any remaining water from his eyes with a paw.

Once he was finished he looked at her with a wide eyed stare. She was huge, he noted. Much larger than him. She could easily break him in half if she desired to. And so he couldn’t stop himself from asking: You- you aren’t going to kill me are you?