User blog:Clockworthy/Redeemed


 * stretches writing paw* This'll be like a memorial story. The Thunder Queen will still be updated, though.

A shower of bubbles clouded Rayna's vision as she was submerged into the water, tickling her face, very nearly making her sneeze and inhale water. She put her paws out, the strokes she was taught quickly turning into flails. The bubbles had gone now, leaving only clear, weed-choked water. Right when she had decided to take a breath and submit to the current did strong paws lift her out.

Gasping as she broke the surface, Rayna shook her head and grinned at her father. "One more time! I can do it!"

Aquark looked down at her, trying not to laugh. For an otter, Rayna was very inexperienced in a running current. She had squirmed and screamed when her mother, Breen, had tried to wash her as a cub. Nothing was wrong with the maid except for the fact that she, unlike all of the Brookbend clan, had an untold fear of water that she couldn't explain.