I have no idea what this guy is doing and what he thinks he is achieving. I mean, yes I told him to do a trick, but what is this even? My face looks up, kinda confused and yet fascinated all the same. I think I hide the fascination part a bit more. I don't want him getting to cocky now, do I? I am careful to watch the branch as he goes across to where it starts getting thinner. I hear a crack and her ears hone in on it.
This idiot is going to brake his neck. He looks down at me and comments. I smirk once more, my dark features sly as he asks if I am going to save him. Well...yeah if he fell and hit his head, I wasn't about to let him drown. Maybe let him panic a little bit, but not drown and die. I let my blue eyes glitter deviously.
"You won't need it right? This isn't my trick" I say as I feel the water rushing against my long red and black limbs. I look over at the water, seeing how it rushes more in some parts than others. I do not move from where I am at now, my attention only going back to him when he calls me Princess. I snort. It is perfectly clear that I am no Princess, but if he wants to pamper me? Go ahead.
I watch as he crouches down. He jumps towards the bank, turning some and ending up landing on his side with a yip. Well, he made it, and he doesn't look dead. My tail wags slightly behind me as he lifts his heads and looks at me, asking if it was impressive enough. I shrug as the branch falls into the river, getting only a short distance before getting caught on a rock.
"I guess it will do," I say, still feeling the water against my legs. I step towards the opposite bank, feeling the pressure increasing slightly as I go into the middle of the river. It is harder to lift my legs as I do so. I feel my front paw slip, and my face going into the water with slight surprise. I float slightly down river, but not by much until I get my footing again. I slip once more on a slick pebble, going even further down stream before I right myself again and am able to make my way to the shore, obviously further away than I intended. I shake off the water, looking back at the river with slight distaste.
"Well? Come get your prize!" I yell out. What? He has to come to me, as I stand here tall and well, completely soaked at this point.
Belhara