
Quietly Diminishing lay with her feet curled up under her as she watch dusk descend upon the land. She was lying near the edge of the swamp wrapped in the warm underbrush that was offered there. Dark Depths lay beside her, great head resting on soft plush paws. He lay there watching as the day faded into night. He had awoken with the mid-afternoon sun along with Quiet, the two of them having made a nightly ritual of watching the day fade away. There were many that said night was the best time for the best pursuits, and while she mildly agreed with this she was simply positive that they were not speaking of the same things.
Quite lay there for a long time, watching as the world fade to black. It wasn’t until the sun had completely dipped below the horizon that she arose from her nestled spot. She stood there silently her black coat blending in well with the dark backdrop. Only the molten streak of silver down her side gave her away. This was no real problem however as she wasn’t out hunting and thus there was no need to hide it. Depths pushed himself to his feet, shaking off before prancing ahead of her, vanishing back into the swamp.
Quiet followed not long after, slipping back into the wilderness of the swamp. She was hard to spot, a shimmer here, a shimmer there as she passed through the foliage. She was clearly on her way somewhere but where was anyone’s guess. She was in no rush, and it was clear she wasn’t worried about what lurked outside during the dark. Her companion on the other hand was completely hidden by the dense underbrush and his naturally silent nature. One would think she was slightly cocky walking around here at night alone with no fear.
Quite lay there for a long time, watching as the world fade to black. It wasn’t until the sun had completely dipped below the horizon that she arose from her nestled spot. She stood there silently her black coat blending in well with the dark backdrop. Only the molten streak of silver down her side gave her away. This was no real problem however as she wasn’t out hunting and thus there was no need to hide it. Depths pushed himself to his feet, shaking off before prancing ahead of her, vanishing back into the swamp.
Quiet followed not long after, slipping back into the wilderness of the swamp. She was hard to spot, a shimmer here, a shimmer there as she passed through the foliage. She was clearly on her way somewhere but where was anyone’s guess. She was in no rush, and it was clear she wasn’t worried about what lurked outside during the dark. Her companion on the other hand was completely hidden by the dense underbrush and his naturally silent nature. One would think she was slightly cocky walking around here at night alone with no fear.