Keeping to the shallow springs edge, Chronos dragged his tail threw it has he walked, crawfish scattering when it brushed too close. Lifting it every few minutes to snap the water from it, almost whip-like. Key-holed blue eyes swept the area lazily, taking in every small detail. It was quiet without the always rambunctions Kau weaving about his feet, and the god found himself almost regretting not taking the little kit along with him. Apting to let her sleep away the morning. And evening, he thought, glancing up to the well over head sun.
Stopping he settled himself along the rivers edge, front paws just barely skimming the water. Ears lying content against his head as his dull colored pelt soaked up the suns heat.
