Sorrel had a great deal of time on her hands.
This was the price, perhaps, of swapping a small den for a massive one; the cavern had become her domain, and she would busy herself whenever she had a spare moment to sneak away—running poor Leas ragged, no doubt, though it was not her intent—with exploring. She would study every nook and cranny.
At first, this had been in a search for her mother, and the memory of her father. A quest that time proved to be futile, and with the brief but inevitable passage of time she began to abandon both hope and desire for finishing it. So her exploration began to be for its own sake, simply strolling along stony corridors and imagining what she might find there. Searching for unlikely friends, like mice and beetles.
What she found instead was a strange room, with a wide pool of water. This she approached hesitantly, curiously, leaning out over it and gazing down at the still surface. Driven by instinct and intrigue, the pup leaned down to lap at the water—and then reeled backward, surprised at the ripple of color beneath the surface.
The water, when disturbed, seemed to glow with a strange blue light. She had never seen anything like it before. It was beautiful! She stood at the edge of the water, head tilted, gaze trained excitedly on the water as the blue glow rippled and stilled, eventually dying down once the water had quieted.
That was amazing.
She reached out a paw to prod at the surface of the water, giggling at the spread of glowing light that trailed away from her touch.
What was down there? What was it that made such beautiful color?
She wanted very badly to go down and see for herself. And so, too young to know any better, she tipped forward and slid on her belly like an otter down into the water, sinking into its glittering depths, for this moment blissfully unaware of her inability to swim.
Jan 04, 2018 02:28 PM
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