I gasp. I look around and see no one. /Stop being so paranoid!/ I think, and go back to playing music. The waves reflect the cloudless sky as they lap at my feet. I smile. /Perfect./ A blur of brown streaks by. This time I'm certain- someone- or something- is watching me. I see the blur again. It comes closer, and I make out the shape. As it slows down, I realize- It's an otter! "Hey, buddy", I say. "You lost?" The otter is just a pup, and I don't see the rest of it's... whatever a group of otters is. I reach out my hand, and the otter (I think it's a boy) sniffs it curiously. He tilts his little head and snuggles it in my hand. His fur tickles my hand. I smile. He trots away from me, and sniffs my snack box with trail mix. I take some nuts out and he eats an almond. The almond matches his glistening brown fur. I grin, realizing i found the perfect name for this little furball of energy. "Hey, Almond," I smile at him. And call me crazy, but I think he smiled back.
WELL HERE IT ISSSSSS i mean hello my blooming flowers! (yeah i havent done that in a longgg time heh-) In case you forgot since it's been forever (no pun intended) Viv was playing her clarinet by the beach and thought she heard something. :) Fun Fact- A group of otters is a romp. thats a goofy word rompromprompromp orpmrmoprmoprmoprmoprmoprmopromprmop im going insane :sob: ~your fave pancake/flower/complete weirdo, Iris
