The swamp was silent, or as silent as the swamp ever was. The sounds of nature being the only thing and they were quite sounds, comforting sounds. It wasn’t something that was overly robust and in ones face. All in all one could say it was silent, there didn’t seem to be any Kimeti about in these parts. Or at least there didn’t seem to be any until Feather Flight came bounding through, sprinting at full speed over logs and the like, with By You I Stand right beside her. Honestly his name probably should have been By You I Run, but it hadn’t occurred to anyone at the time. It wasn’t like Feather was ever standing still; for the most part she was always in motion in some form or fashion. It was this, perpetual motion that caused her to run into another Kimeti by accident. Not in the, slight bump, oh high how are you, but in the slam into their side and nearly run them over. She toppled to the ground tumbling a bit before eventually coming to a stop. She was half on top of another and her head was spinning. She honestly shouldn’t have turned to look at Stand to make sure he was still beside her. Her world was spinning and not in the good way.
Stand on the other hand had managed to avoid the whole disaster and was now standing next to the two toppled Kimeti his ears perked forward and an amused sort of doggy grin on his faced. He leaned over to lick Feather’s ear in a reassuring manner tail wagging. Some familiar he was, amused at her pain.
“Terribly sorry.” She stated as she attempted to decipher which was way was the ground and which was the sky.
((I know it's short. I wasn't super sure what to do. If there is anything you want to change let me know k? XD I don't care where you put your Kimeti be it the one she fell over or one that witnessed the accident. <3 And I will edit the title when you figure out which boy you are going to use. ))
The young buck breathed a sigh of relief at finally being on his own again. He'd spent several days with his father catching up on things. Its not that he didn't enjoy the father and son times, but more than a few days and he began to grow restless and irritable. Taste This Moment sighed again now feeling guilt at his relief. 