I'm Not That Naive IP: 96.38.180.40 Posted on February 4, 2013 at 09:04:31 PM by Melpomene
Mel heard a series of splashes off to one side. Turning her gaze across the river, she saw a black brute charging across the water. She doubted that he was coming to speak to her, but she kept watching him anyway.
Once he landed on the bank, splashing a few stray drops in Mel's direction, her original assumtion was disproven. He was clearly looking at her. Why, she hadn't the faintest idea.
Somehow, seeing someone that cheerful made Mel a little less apathetic. Her grey eyes met the stranger's mismatched ones, head cocked to the side in a curious expression.
Race? She was about to scoff, but something stopped her. After a brief moment, she stood up, shaking out her ruffled brown fur, and smiled. Sure. Why not? Replies:
