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"Yeah, no kidding," Triston agrees, laughing heartily. He throws an arm around Lambi the way Tide often throws a wing around him. "Tell you what. Let's take plenty of breaks while we're mapping the island to practice being people. I don't mind if we take a few extra days to chart anything. Do you?" He nudges Lambi's arm and tosses his head. "We could start by going for a swim in the creek! That sounds like fun, right?"
Tide jumps and shrinks back, but he's nowhere near fast enough to avoid the flurry of leaves that drop onto his head. He sneezes as one tickles his nose. Then his eyes lock onto the movement of the leaves. He sinks into a crouch as his eyes open wide and dilate, and his lower tail wriggles as he locks in on his target.
He pounces and snaps his jaws shut on a mouthful of leaves, only to end up crashing into a bush in the process. He squirms and thrashes to right himself and finally arches up again, covered in more leaves than before. He growls dramatically and glances around to try and find a river to wash off in.
Tide jumps and shrinks back, but he's nowhere near fast enough to avoid the flurry of leaves that drop onto his head. He sneezes as one tickles his nose. Then his eyes lock onto the movement of the leaves. He sinks into a crouch as his eyes open wide and dilate, and his lower tail wriggles as he locks in on his target.
He pounces and snaps his jaws shut on a mouthful of leaves, only to end up crashing into a bush in the process. He squirms and thrashes to right himself and finally arches up again, covered in more leaves than before. He growls dramatically and glances around to try and find a river to wash off in.