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After some time just relaxing in Kate's presence, Timo's mind fell from noise to silence, the hug working its magic both ways. He did not consider himself much of a hugger, but there was something about the connection of a warm embrace that was special. Kaitlyn seemed to enjoy it too, though he could feel her eyes burrowing into him even when he was not looking in her direction. He concluded that it was because of his comment. Did she know? Was that the reason she gave him glances, or was it due to her not knowing? Either way, he kind of put a foot in his mouth.

The sun lowered further, plunging the surrounding area into carmine flames which did not burn. The sky streaked with oranges and reds, layered by tufts of off-coloured clouds of so many sizes that it looked like a backdrop with an assortment of fall mushrooms over it.

Sundown was close, but Timo decided to speak up and withdraw his head from hers. The moment he plied away, he already missed the softness of her hair and fur on the skin of his cheek. But there was a question as well. Perhaps it was best to ask that before the gift.

"Kate, if I may ask . . . well, er . . . I will be forward. Would it be all right to give you a kiss?" he sputtered, unclearly at first perhaps and all the while hesitant, but in the end he was glad to have said it. He paused as if time stilled, his eyes glued to hers. Would she decline? Accept? His lips were pursed as he waited for an answer, his mien pregnant with excited worry or worried excitement, either of the two.
 
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Kaitlyn Williams

Kaitlyn seemed to enjoy every second of them together watching the sunset. Though, the hug was great. But... what really bothered her was what he had commented. It was eating at her gut with anticipation, she wrinkled her snout.

When he pulled off of her head, she bit her lower lip with a pouty expression. She listened calmly as he spoke, her azure eyes looked back into his curiously. A kiss? She laughed a little, with a little bit of blush on her cheeks.

Yes, of course you can. You don’t have to ask me if you can kiss me, Timo. I’ll accept one any time from you,” she chuckled and rubbed the back of her neck. She gave him a small nuzzle onto his neck, then motioning back to look at him once more.​
 
Timo, feeling sheepish when Kaitlyn replied that he did not have to ask, made a little laugh under his breath, nervous and blushing as well. However, he did not balk. His hand that was previously wrapped around her waist shifted so that he could brace himself up on the step above where she was sitting. The other rose to the side of her face, thumb mildly stroking her cheek, as he leaned forward to plant a lasting, romantic kiss on her lips. The kiss itself was perhaps slightly less passionate and more tentative than when he initiated their second kiss in the field under a starry sky, but arguably more loving.

He pulled back after a few seconds, opening his eyes as he did so to look into hers, and smiled toward her. If there was any doubt that the boy was infatuated with Kaitlyn, those doubts would have been guaranteed to be chucked hard over a rocky ocean cliff and dashed against the rocks.
 
Kaitlyn Williams

Kaitlyn was staring deep into his eyes as she awaited to be kissed from him. Kaitlyn honestly was very excited and was bouncing herself just a little, on her step as she watched his movements. And when he went in, she closed her eyes and gently kissed him back. Her face and ears burning red from blushing so much.

Kaitlyn’s tail wagged quickly behind her, not able to control it at all, it seemed like. When he pulled away, she slowly opened her eyes and looked back into his. She smiled shyly and rose a hand to caress his cheek. Kaitlyn didn’t know what to say right now— she was just too happy with him.​
 
To Timo sunset was a beautiful time of the day for this moment, and the dim glow of reds and oranges showering down upon Kaitlyn made her seem beautifully otherworldly. Her white fur soaked in the hues instead of clashing with them, and her blush only enhanced this colour burn. She was majestic inside and out, and just like when they were under the twinkling shooting stars he admired her ability to make a great scene greater merely by being in it.

He nuzzled her hand as it was pressed against his cheek, adoring the moment and glad that he asked even with the threat of embarrassment. Seeing her tail wag, the flush of her cheeks, the happy bounce before he kissed her, and feeling the gentle brush of her lips against his -- it all seemed so perfect to him. She seemed so perfect to him.

Tilting his head down just slightly, he smiled as his eyes looked down toward the ground at their feet, his face feeling as if it were on fire and not just appearing it in the dusky glow of sunset just before the sun goes completely down. Things grew slightly more crepuscular as the sky dimmed, but to him Kaitlyn still was incandescently glowing.

"So . . . what now, I wonder?" he brought to voice, also bringing his eyes up and into the wells of Kate's eyes. And then pupils shrank as realisation ran through his gaze, not about her but something else. His eyes darted downward and he reshuffled himself so that he braced himself on the step next to him. "I, uh . . . oh dear. Not that I have a problem with all of this -- I adored all of it in fact -- but this is later than I intended. My parents set up a curfew for me, and I want to respect their wishes, but at the same time--"

He cut himself off, biting at his pursed lips.

"Can I come back tomorrow? I feel that I owe my parents, even though I am late, at least a quick enough return to make up for it. They're good people. I . . . I would love to have you meet them someday."
 
Kaitlyn Williams

Kaitlyn was happy. Very happy, indeed. She offered the softest smile she could bear in his direction. When his eyes met hers again, her cheek bones lifted revealing her cute smile. But his pupils changed— what was wrong?

Ooh, his parents, she nodded from her thoughts. “I understand. And yes, you may come tomorrow. Though, me and Cooper will be here during the day. I should walk you back though, at least close enough to your village. I would like to meet them sooner or later.

She got to her feet and dusted herself off, lending a hand to him and began heading. After some time, his village was in sight. Kaitlyn halted then spoke, “thank you for tonight. It was wonderful.” She hugged him once more and whispered, “I love you.”​
 
Timo managed to smile in the end, thankful to Kaitlyn for the kindness and for understanding. He was somewhat despondent at the thought of Cooper being here as well, as that might make it difficult if not impossible to spend time with her alone, but it did make decision-making easier, and he did still enjoy Cooper's company. It also was considerably closer to the village in comparison, which was helpful for time management. How much he did not know, but he hoped it was short.

Accepting her hand as she helped him to his feet with a bright, thankful expression, he followed along at her side, trying his best to peer through the darkness for landmarks and to create conversation topics as they continued. When they arrived close to the clearing that the village lay inside, Timo was impressed. It was about half of the time spent walking to her waterfall home, maybe less. The sheltered clearing was a perfect distance away, especially if Esmere were to make a trip out with them. From their last conversations, she wanted to see him again, neverminding the fact that he was probably eight years older than she was. Even to his amateur eyes he could tell that she crushed on him, though Timo did wonder what they had in common, Esmere and Cooper.

When they arrived, he was pulled into a hug and he pulled back, wrapping his arms around her with the widest smile on his face.

"I love you too, Kate," he whispered back, or maybe just spoke lowly. "This was a lot of fun, and I enjoyed all of it." He slid his hands from her lower back to her waist, gazing at her with a look of adoration. "I look forward to having more times like this to spend together. Good night and sleep well. I have a feeling that tomorrow will be a great day too."
 
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Kaitlyn / Cooper Williams

Until next time, Timo,” she winked to him and headed back to her home. She kept thinking about him the entire time, her cheeks flushed a soft shade of pink.

Once arriving back, she flopped down onto her bed and stared silently at the ceiling. A smile slowly forming onto her face, she grabbed her pillow to cover her face while she squealed cutely. Yeah, she was definitely in love with Timoteo. Not doubt about it, once so ever. Putting the pillow behind her head, she puffed her cheeks as usual. She changed into her comfy clothes and snoozed ‘til the sun rose above the horizon.

Though, Kaitlyn was woken from a jump on her body. She opened her eyes to see Cooper bouncing near her feet. She laughed, “good morning, Cooper.” “Good morning, sister! How was your sleep?” “It was nice,” she said while stretching out her arms.

Cooper let out a long laugh. Kaitlyn cocked an eyebrow, “what is so funny?

If only Timo could see you when you just wake up.

What about it?

You look crazy.

“Thank you. I know my hair is a catastrophe. But whatever. I know I look bad; which is why I usually beat him to waking up when Esmere sets us up or something.

Heh.

What are you thinking about, sir?

Oh nothing.

Kaitlyn grumbled in doubt, “quick question. How old are you?” She asked while getting to her feet.

Cooper watched her and replied, “I’m twenty-three.

There’s no way!” Kaitlyn laughed, taking out a sweater out of her drawers. She got dressed and the two went around outside of the house.

(Sorry about the late reply. I was extremely busy. Wednesday’s are my busy days it seems like.)​
 
((Not a problem! Take all of the time you need. It definitely does seem that way for Wednesdays, but two replies a day is not bad at all by my standards! Also, Coop is twenty-three? Esmere needs to modify her fan fiction now from eight years to ten for an age gap.

Lastly, Cooper saying that Kaitlyn looks crazy reminds me of this amazing scene:


))

Timo gave a grin as he realised even in the dark that she winked at him, watching her walk off and slip into the underbrush before he went back to the village as well. The night was open, starry, and still lit by a retreating moon, allowing a fair amount of light on the grounds outside of the canopy of the forest, and he made it back quite quickly as a result. His parents were frowning when he came home, getting ready for bed and having left food out on the table for him, but he made amends with them and was happy that he was able to do so.

They, his parents, stayed up a little later with him, discussing his day, how he was doing, and of course the reason why he was late and whether it was related to the other reasons he was gone for two nights. He answered the first two questions easily and readily, but the third question he paused at. He wanted to say yes, but he was worried about whether or not they would misinterpret what he said, or if they would venture off on thoughts too wild. What if he told them that he was meeting a very nice girl? Would they automatically assume the worst of him for the nights spent outside of his own residence? What if he told them of her appearance? They would deem her something otherworldly and evil or bestial in nature, and his affection toward her an act anything but sacred. They were devoted and dutiful religious souls with an ikon in the house, but nothing in the sacred texts mentioned anything of furries. Perhaps it was simply because they too were human? Because he worried, he did not tell them the whole ordeal. He did, however, tell them of his goals of making a new house in the forest.

They were shocked, wondering why the forest of all places. Why not the sanctuary of being in the village where people were around? He answered that he enjoyed nature more than people, and that he was on his way of making it. He needed money and supplies to do it, first. His parents were quiet, but his father clapped him on the shoulder proudly, and his mother pulled him tightly into a hug, equally proud. Timo took this as if frozen, his mind racing. Would they have acted similarly if he also told them of his other designs, of Kaitlyn? He hoped so, but he doubted it at the moment. Later he could divulge more about him and Kaitlyn.

With his parents' affection, he ate up his meal and headed to bed once he was ready, but he lay awake for a while. What would he do now that he loved her so dearly, but had not mentioned it to anyone but Esmere? He rolled around for a few hours, mind too active and eventually cycling into the same thoughts, before finally succumbing to sleep.

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The day came and went as it normally did excepting the morning, where his parents seemed to glow with a particular pride that he felt that he did not fully deserve. They affectionately invited him to the table and discussed something he did not quite fathom: the idea of helping pay for his new house. This meant carpenters, loggers, a sawmill, masons -- people he did not truly know outside of passing along a lot of metal. He knew of his parents' home economy and that they did not have much money to spend, but they were so ecstatic that he dreaded the possibility of declining them. They were such good people and parents to him, but he felt like a lousy son for not telling them the whole and instead telling them the partial. He told them to let him think about it after work, and they assented, waving him off with their blessing.

Work was heavier this time than anticipated. The blacksmith was busy smithing square nails and had much to cart throughout the neighborhood, which meant more walking and more to carry. He lugged around a few boxes at a time, setting up the most efficient routes, and finished around the second chime of the quiet village bell. This gave him plenty of time to visit Kaitlyn, and the moment he could leave he did so.

Slipping into the underbrush, he went his way, not realising that stormy green eyes above a coiled beard watched him studiously from afar.

None the wiser, Timo headed down a similar path as the one Kaitlyn and he took in the night, then branched left instead of straight down his familiar path. Within thirty minutes or so he made it to Kaitlyn's abode, unsure if they were out and about or not. If they were not outside, he would approach the door and knock, hoping to get some sort of response.
 
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(Ooh, shoot. Jaga saw him?! Nooo lol also I had just woken up late, I’ll put up a response as soon as I clean my house.)
 
((Yep! Jaga saw him. I intend to make him play an antagonist role sometime soon if you are all right with the idea. I can map it out for you via PM if you wish, or I can leave it open so that you can feel a bit surprised when it comes up. =)

Sounds good! I hope you have an easy and fun time cleaning.))
 
(I love surprises! Please surprise me lol. About finished cleaning!)
 
Kaitlyn / Cooper Williams

The two had found what looked like an pond in the backyard, it was warm with some steam hovering on the surface. Cooper was the first to scent Timoteo nearby, causing him to walk in that direction. Cooper spotted him and met him halfway, “morning, Timo. Kaitlyn’s in the back, c’mon.

Cooper walked to the back, where Kaitlyn had her hands on her knees, staring down at the water. It had to be about, twelve feet across to each side. Kaitlyn’s ears perked and turned over, just noticing Timoteo had arrived.

She spun around and bounced up to him, “good morning!

Cooper crossed his arms, “how come he gets a better greeting than me?

Kaitlyn had an unamused look on her face, “because.

Because? Oh, I see. You favor him over me.

Well, it’s about time you’ve noticed.

How dare you! I’m your brother!

So?

Cooper stick his tongue out at her and Kaitlyn narrowed her eyebrows.

Kaitlyn shook her head and turned her attention back to Timoteo. “Anyways, we found this pond. It’s very warm, but not hot. It’s got to be connected to a geyser or something.

Maybe we could swim in it sometime?

That actually sounds nice.” Kaitlyn strode the the opposite side of the pond and looked around.

Cooper grinned at Timoteo, “heh. Bet you’d like to see her in small clothes.

(Got a response up! Also Kaitlyn told Cooper about them, so.)​
 
((Cooper is just as much of a tease as Esmere! This I did not expect.))

Timo was surprised to see Cooper first as he was heading to the front door, the male wolf having detected him seemingly from the other side of the house, which was thoroughly impressive. Was it through hearing, like an owl? Perhaps it perhaps through a strong sense of smell? Either way, Timo was happy to know that either of them were still around, and smiled as he approached.

Following Cooper after returning the "good morning" cheerfully, his heart leapt for joy within his ribcage when he caught sight of Kaitlyn on the other side of what seemed like a steaming pond, something he never really noticed before. He wondered of its purpose, immediately thinking that it must have smelled foul like a bog or, worse yet, a cesspool, but it did not smell as badly as he thought, maybe like brimstone or the slightest of rotten eggs. He had smelled something like it at a nearby spring, but thought little of it.

"Good morning, Kate!" he spoke to Kaitlyn over the distance, smiling widely and warmly toward her.

Cooper chimed in before he could respond further, either jovial or hurt, and as Kaitlyn and Cooper quipped fun commentary between the two of them Timoteo grinned widely. He wondered if that was partially what Esmere and he sounded like, bickering like that. It was nice to see someone else do that for a change.

As the warm pond was mentioned again, Timo paused to think about what was causing this strange phenomenon, but was caught off-guard by Cooper's comment. At first he blanched at the subject, blinking in confusion, then flushed as it sank in.

"I, uh, um, er--no comment . . . except for shame, Coop! And your sister, too," he replied heatedly.

He was deathly embarrassed at the subject. Then again, he did catch her bathing on the second day they met. He saw nothing in particular, but at the same time was that worse or better than potentially observing her in smallclothes? He did not know, even if the situation were reversed and she saw him. And if they did go swimming . . . well, would that mean all of them would be close to being in the buff? He never really swam before. He didn't even know if he could swim.

"I--I think I'll sit out on swimming," he voiced timidly, looking away further into the distance. "I think I'd have much more fun watching you both have fun."
 
Kaitlyn / Cooper Williams

Cooper laughed at his reply, to only the two could hear, “I’m only teasing. But I know you’d want to see her like that at least once, my friend.” Cooper turned his attention back to his sister, who was studying the water.

I feel like I must tell you a small something about my grandfather. When I was younger, before Kaitlyn was born, he told me when he told his parents of my grandmother; they were ecstatic for him. They absolutely adored her when she was introduced, freely to roam the village with him. But there was some darkness there, and some individuals didn’t like her kind, so they murdered her. No one quite knew what happened to her... but they had a burial to mourn her loss. That’s about all I know. But I felt you may need to know of it.”

Kaitlyn walked back towards them with her hands on her hips, “I love water. I have no clue why.”

Have you ever swam?

Hah. Is that a trick question? Of course I have.

They both laughed. Then Cooper spoke, “well, I only came to bug you two, but I think I’ll get going. Nice seeing you guys, bye!

Kaitlyn said her good-byes and smiled widely to Timoteo. “Sorry if he had pestered you, he sure did me. What you want to do today?”​
 
Timo tossed him a look of quiet acceptance before blowing out a sigh, face red and bashful. He did not want to admit it, but, well, he supposed it was true he was curious about how Kaitlyn would look in a little less clothing.

Thankfully there came a distraction from the embarrassment, and Timo's attention was immediately drawn. He listened to Cooper's story, eager to learn more about their grandparents, but his face fell to despondency when he realised it all led to a murder of Kaitlyn's and Cooper's grandmother. Timo's heart sank in his chest. He was thinking about the same thing, about the possibility of having Kaitlyn be introduced to his parents first and slowly to the village perhaps one-by-one. However, this story . . . was it wise to even do such a thing when it could eventually lead to history repeating itself? If anything happened to Kaitlyn as a result of this, an injury or her death, he was certain that he would never, ever forgive himself.

"I'm so sorry to hear that, Cooper . . . though I thank you for telling me. I, um . . . I wanted to tell people about her in my village, but I will hold back, I promise you that. I don't want anything bad to happen to Kate. I've already had to experience her being bitten by a venomous snake. That's enough of a near-death experience for me."

Kaitlyn approached, and it seemed that Cooper had a mind leaning towards leaving. Timo smiled lukewarmly, unsure if he should be happy or sad at the moment, and waved goodbye to Cooper with a farewell of his own.

"He's about as teasing as Esmere, if not a little more so," he replied with a laugh, looking over to Kaitlyn. His smile returned, warm and cheerful, but his mind was still reeling from the information given to him. "I hope he did not tease you too horribly. As for what to do"--he paused and hummed a decreasing note, his eyes trailing over to the pond--"well, we could always explore what is around your grandparents' house, or should I say your house now! Who knows what else you can find in the area, or if he chose this place purely for the warm pond. I do wonder, though: how does the water feel? Have you tested the waters at all?"
 
Kaitlyn Williams

Kaitlyn bit her bottom lip and thought for a moment. She was very, very curious about the water, but she didn’t know if Timoteo would be comfortable or uncomfortable with her in small clothes.

I... uh— I do really want to know of the waters feel, but I’m not sure,” she replied, with a slight shrug and uncertainty in her tone. Though... she was very eager to try the water.

Her blue orbs shifted to look into the wells of his eyes in understanding, “I hope you do not mind if I change to try the water out. It wouldn’t be too much of an issue would it? I’m just very curious as to it’s safety. I want to see or at least feel if there’s anything contained.”

She eyed the water then returning to his eyes.​
 
Timo pondered over what to say, uncertain as to what exactly would be the best thing to say without sounding off-putting. He was not exactly intending to ask if she would like to swim as much as feel the water, but at the same time with Cooper gone was this a chance to just be around her without his judgement? Uncertainty and indecision can be cruel beasties, though Timo felt compelled to say the truth.

"I do not mind at all! There is no issue," he replied, trying his best to contain his excitement and, simultaneously, his worry on two fronts. "But its safety, and to feel if there is anything contained? That kind of scares me. You think something is in that water that is . . . dangerous?"

He offered her a worried look, the water appearing a bit more sinister and menacing to his eyes.

"If you think it dangerous, please don't go in. I really don't want anything bad to happen to you! I'd sooner go in myself, and I can't sw--er, well. . . ." He cut himself off, uncertain if he wanted to say what he was going to, but felt it necessary to say. "I can't swim."
 
Kaitlyn Williams

Kaitlyn’s eyes darted around in his eyes as he spoke, nervousness in her own. “Listen. There may or may not have something dangerous in it. But I highly doubt it due to it being a pond. It really isn’t connected to anything specific that I can see with my own eyes. But I promise, Timo, I will be very careful.

Now, this she did not expect: Timo can’t swim. She blinked dumbfounded for a moment before speaking again, “maybe sometime when you feel comfortable, I can teach you. I’m a professional if I do say so myself.” Which honestly, she seemed like a bit of a show off, and knew how to do a lot. Though, it’s not her intention to come off that way.

She patted his shoulder than rubbed it before walking into the house while saying “one second”. She bounced up to her room and changed into her small clothes that were appropriate for swimming.

Once putting them on, she wrapped a towel around her upper body and came back outside. She was a little nervous as to the water... but she must be brave (as usual). She walked up to the pond, lowering her towel and placing it onto a large rock behind her. Kaitlyn honestly was fine with showing herself in her small clothes, she stared down into the water for a long moment.

Her tail was slowly swaying behind her and her ears pointed forwards. Kaitlyn’s body seemed— what was the word? Flawless? Furry? Maybe, both of those? She even had some abs on her stomach— about four.

She lowered herself to sit down, placing her feet into the water. Slowly, she pushed herself into the water; her head bobbing on the surface before she went under the surface.​
 
Timo maintained his look of worry, but in the end bobbed his head in assent. He was happy that she promised to be safe, but, if she was correct and that there did not seem to be any tributaries leading to this pond, what was the source of the heat? Was it like she said and that this was like a geyser, or was it something more insidious and harmful? She seemed like she could handle herself, though. If she was as marvelous a swimmer as she said she was -- her bragging provided him a well-needed smile at the moment, not to mention her sweet gesture of assuring him with the shoulder pat -- then she can probably handle anything in that water.

Calmed and letting her continue her way to the house, he waited near the pond, looking down into the warm pool of water, uncertain of what was down there and hoping that whatever was inside could be seen from above. He could not make heads or tails of anything, however. When Kaitlyn came back he watched her with a mixed expression. On the one hand, she was going into the water that left them both ponderous and uncertain. On the other hand, she looked quite lovely in a swimsuit-worthy set of clothes, and marvelously well-built, which surprised him somewhat. Beautiful was a light word to describe her, and he could not help but watch as she eyed the water, seated herself on the water's edge, and slipped inside.

"Please let her be safe," he prayed, mouthing the words over and over in a mantra. He watched with eyes somewhere between fearful and seeking, keeping track of her from above as she, if he was correct, plunged deeper into the pool.
 
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Kaitlyn Williams

Being completely honest, it got darker within the seconds as she entered deeper. Swimming even deeper, she was no longer visible from the surface. Many minutes passed as she reached the bottom, there was something shiny that caught her eye.

She rested her knees against the rocks and dig at the sand, revealing something that made her jaw drop. Rushing through her thoughts, she remembered reading through her grandfather’s book and him saying something of this pond. Which was the reason she knew of it. Her grandfather was hiding something here.

Flattening out her tail, she wrapped the objects in her tail’s grip and swam up to the surface. Once her head bopped up, she heaved for oxygen. “I— found— some things—“ she stammered. She pulled herself out completely and pulled up her tail, unraveling it.

It revealed many shiny objects. But not any ordinary objects— gold and diamonds. “They were all at the bottom,” she explained, her lying onto her back, grabbed her towel.​
 
Timo panicked when he counted the seconds past thirty and did not see Kaitlyn resurface, having lost sight of her probably past the ten-second marker. He looked down into the depths, unable to see anything in the murk, and continued to wish Kaitlyn the best. He wondered if anything had gone wrong, and his mind went into overdrive thinking about the potentials for problems. He wondered if he should jump in as well, regardless of not being taught how to swim. Perhaps through his efforts he could save her . . . or perhaps it would only complicate things and in the case that she surfaces he would be the one drowning instead. No, it was better to wait up here. If she floated up, there was a chance he could save her. If he went down, both could lose their lives.

Patience was not his strongest suit, not in such a stressful moment, and he licked his lips waiting to catch a glimpse of a shadow in the water. When he found one moving and coming in fast, he was shocked and abundantly glad. His heart lightened. His breathing quickened. He rushed over and attempted to assist her in pulling her out of the water, looking her over and almost neverminding the treasures that she had scooped up from the bottom of the well. He was mainly glad that she was alive and well after minutes of torment questioning whether or not she was okay.

"Good job," he heaved breathlessly near her, unsure of what else he could say without repeating the perhaps apparent. "You were gone for a long time. I never could hold my breath for that long. I'm just so glad you're fine!" He took a closer glance towards what she had snagged and found the glint of a yellow metal and clear-cut gemstones. He paused, shocked, then pointed towards her tail. "Is that that you're holding . . . gold? That was at the bottom?"
 
Kaitlyn Williams

Yeah... and there’s a lot more where that came from,” she replied, leaning herself up. Wrapped the towel around herself, her blue eyes looking at what she found. “I have a feeling that my grandfather was hiding these. He could’ve been hiding them from someone or many, but no one could be too sure.”

But from what I could tell-“ she turned to him “-I didn’t see any creatures of any sort down there. It’s pitch black.”

Kaitlyn was still breathing heavily, trying to catch her breath. “I- have never held my breath for so long,” she stammered, the paleness from her face decreasing. Kaitlyn picked up a large chunk of gold in her hands and her eyes widened from the weight.

Look at it,” she offered for him to hold it. She also grabbed a diamond, that was completely intact in her hand. She examined every detail; not knowing of its value. She set the diamond down, wringing the water out of her hair. Being soaked like this felt normal, but in a way it didn’t. It was very cold outside. Being wet with cold air, did not mix well with her.​
 
((I hate to say it, but I am going to have to bow out of this and other roleplays for grave personal reasons. Thank you very much for the roleplaying experience; it was a lot of fun and I am very glad to have met you. I am sorry about the extremely short notice. If you wish it, I can forfeit control of Timoteo to another person so that this can continue.))
 

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