Thread:A Friendly Lion/@comment-27624599-20160514234644/@comment-27625725-20160605062556

"Why not?" Darahani lowered her muzzle into the water and began to drink, the cool water soothing the perpetual dryness of her throat. She took care to keep her paws out of the water- she had never learned to swim, and did not like the feeling of the current tugging at her leg fur, as if urging her to let herself be pulled away from shore and drowned. She surpressed a shudder, betraying her fear with a twitch of her tail tip before it receded. Backing away from the river, she admired the way the dying light danced across the surface of the water, creating glittering shapes that dazzled her eyes and moved like frolicking animals. It was beautiful; she had really ought to come here more often.

She waited for Ushidi to finish lapping at the water, his mane darkening as the liquid soaked into it. When he had taken his last swallow, she started on once more, wading into the river somewhat reluctantly as the water chilled her paws. Now there was no avoiding a crossing- there was no other way to reach the forest. Darahani sighed and continued onward, trying to ignore the current.