85th Day of a Winter, 513AV
The murky sea water rippled away from where it originally sat as a grey paw with golden flecks forces it's way through the top layers. The disturbance did little to affect the motion of the water itself; though in the harbour, where it was relatively still, the water still belonged to the sea, and it moved as such, particularly on a windy Winter's day, such as this one. The paw was removed quickly, however, and didn't return, as the body attached to the paw also lost its balance and also entered the water.
Kalina had been swimming once, but it had been in a much smaller lake, where the ocelot could see all around, and the bottom. It had been more of an oversized puddle to a human, but Kalina's sense of comparison was more than a little skewed, and her mind often made her exaggerate. And said exaggeration meant that the vast body of water was far too terrifying for her to want to enter... yet - and her heart stopped in fright as she pushed herself back from the edge. The little Kelvic whined as she edged back towards the edge, keeping her body low to the ground, her paws spread out, both of which acted as a strong force against the wind pushing her forward.
Her nose tipped as it reached the edge and her large, moss green eyes once again fell to gaze down at the murky water. It wasn't easy for her too look through the reflective top layer, but in some areas, where shadows fell over the water, she could see deeper. Her pupils dilated as she spotted what she was searching for and a weak growl reverberated from the back of her throat. The fish below her swimmer lazily, either unaware of the grey ocelot above, or too aware, knowing that the creature came here nigh on daily but never did anything. She had seen enough of them in the water pans on her plate to know that their eyes sat on the top of their head, so she knew they must be able to see her. The Kelvic didn't particularly understand fish, or other animals - why some were like her, and others were just animals. She didn't understand humans either, how they couldn't change to animals. But humans ate vegetables and animals... animals ate one or the other... she wondered what fish ate, if they even did.
The fish swam deeper, or away, and Kalina lost sight of it. Whining in irritation, she edged closer to the end of the wooden planks, sticking her head further over the side as she searched for the fish, or another in the water. They were hardly small, but some were camouflaged, their scales the same tone as the water. Finally, one glistened, the weak rays of the sun catching it and Kali's eyes widened again, as she began salivating. This one began to swim closer to the surface of the water, and she debated sticking her paw in again.
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