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knux33 — WP#57: Iced Over
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Published: 2018-01-06 02:27:04 +0000 UTC; Views: 224; Favourites: 17; Downloads: 0
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"Why you sad?" A small voice piped up, breath misting in the chill dusk air. The sun had set, though many still lingered on Palamino lake.Pongo's eyes were on a small group of wynglings he was babysitting for Alma, a few other adults who still lived in the Nook hanging around as well to keep an eye on the little ones. But one had grown tired and was now sitting next to him, waiting for the last call to be made for all to go home. It was from this little tan creature the question had come from, and Pongo just shrugged in reply at first, slowly building the proper words.
"... I miss the water."
Big mismatched-colored eyes blinked up at him slowly, just staring. Pongo figured his answer had not been enough.
"Ice is hard and dead. It doesn't move, it's not alive. Water is better."
The little plain wyngling blinked again, before hinking hard for a few long moments and shifting a bit closer to the big quad. "You like water."
"Yes, I do."
The wyngling smiled a big, toothless smile. "I like pancakes!"
