[PRP]I Couldn’t Get Any Smaller (Jentzerlok & Sun Chaser)

[Deadly Nonchalance]

Sun Chaser slipped out of the water after his soak this morning. It was overcast out, but he needed to keep his scales from drying out and cracking. He knew from experience that it could be deadly. He shook the memory out of him head and along with it the stuff that got caught in his hair while he was diving, everything except the sunflower that was so strong affixed behind his ear. The flower was a little droopy today because the sun wasn’t out. Eager to get travelling he set out into the woods.

There was a cool breeze blowing through the woods today, carrying the faint scent of a summer storm. The leaves and bushes were fluttering. The clouds were lackadaisically floating across the sky, barely moving. The storm wouldn’t reach the area where he currently was for at least 2 hours, Sun Chaser judged. He continued to wander without paying attention, instead he let his instincts lead the way.
 

[Strait Jacket Girl]

Good day good day. Great day even. His brother would have loved the day, it was a warriors kind of day, the cover of the woods paired with the sky was prime condition. It was not such a great day for gathering flowers. They drooped and hid away and would continue to do so until the rain came. Then they would blossom drinking forth natures nourishment though he had a sneaking suspicion they pulled their most nutrients from the roots. Jentzerlok held a toothy grin as he trumped though the woods.

His Herd wasn't too far off now nomadic that they were but every now and then he would get to scout around for supplies. They'd stopped early in the day so it was fine light to explore in. They would be moving again in a few days he knew so he'd gather what he could from the area. As he explored he hummed a cheery little tune. He had a herd he'd met a wandering mare quite frequently so. She appeared nomadic but he couldn't discern if she was part of a herd or not. The only thing that would have made everything great was his brother. He was not so fortunate though. He'd settle for some company though.

 

[Deadly Nonchalance]

Sun Chaser was suddenly pulled to a stop and at about the same time he felt something poking his tail. He tried to tug his tail and fins free, but that didn't visibly get him anywhere, what it did get him was a little tingling of pain in his tail. Sun looked back at his tail and saw that some sort of pokey bush had wrapped itself around his tail. He then realized why it hurt, he hadn't thought to look what had caught his tail and now his tail fins had tiny cuts in them where the thorns were.

"Great, this thing had to be there, huh?" He asked himself irritably. Sun Chaser twisted around carefully gnawed at the arm of the bush that was attached to his tail. It finally broke free, Sun only had one tiny scrape on his tongue to show for it, his tail was another matter. The bush, though looser wouldn't come off of his tail completely. He sighed and decided that it would come off when it wanted to, might as well try not to cause any damage to his fins that wouldn't heal over time.

In other news Sun Chaser had heard of a herd traveling through the area he currently was in. He'd never really been around other Soquili and hadn't felt the need to, his parents had mentioned to him that there were these giant Soquili, but he had never made direct contact with them before. Frankly he hadn't felt the need to, he had been told too many stories of the bad ones, not that he was scared or anything... Maybe a little, but only of the ones that carried pelts around on their backs.