by SweetDisaster » 07/12/2008 11:22 PM
A soft annoyed grunt exited Tarsus's jaws as he dawdled along the beachline, kicking at the sand underfoot. It shifted so easily; he never knew if he would be sent down, down, condemned below the sand, when he stepped, or if it would hold his weight until he could take the next step. The mute Kuhna sprang nervously, trying not to spill any more water than was needed. A few droplets sloshed over his paws and set his fur on end. Seriously, this was annoying and terrible and the sooner he got home and away from this mess, the better.
Setting his teeth, Tarsus roamed on. If I were a Palmie, where would I be? he thought to himself, glancing around as he carefully set the bucket of saltwater down to study his surroundings. Palm trees, the answer came swiftly. A huddle of the plants caught his eye. Tarsus narrowed his eyes shrewdly, calculating. Palmies weren't that big, were they? If he sprang on one unexpectedly, perhaps he could catch it? Overcome it?
He was instantly appalled at himself. No; he would befriend it and make it want to come home with him. Tarsus picked up the bucket, grimacing at the taste of the plastic handle, and carried it towards the palm trees. Palmies, he called, trying to find the mind of a Palmie. It was difficult, because it was possible there was one right next to him who simply couldn't hear thought-speech. I've got some delicious saltwater, come out, Palmie!
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