hippyPrincess

Being lakeside after rain truly was a wonder. The wind was still, the sky almost cloudless. Dew sparkled on the grass and trees, making their shades of green more vibrant, and the lake shone a deep sapphire blue in the bright midday sun. However, Fakir wasn't focusing on his surroundings. Instead, he stood on the shore, hands in his pockets, and watched Ahiru as she whacked at cattails with her beak and wings. He smiled at the happy quacks she made as she amused herself with the long grasses. One particular cattail caught her interest, and she ducked her head into the bundle of cattails to pluck it out from the middle. She pulled as hard as s