Snippet #1917072

"Good idea." Kale smiled, and nodded. He began to walk along the trail of hoof-prints when suddenly he felt a soft, delicate hand slide into his. He looked with surprise to Anne, and smiled. He gave her hand a gentle squeeze, loving the way she blushed.

Simply in love with the idea of a lakeside bath, he lead her on the trail of hoof prints. As time lapsed on, all he heard was his footsteps, and Anne's beside him. he wondered if this was really all going to work out. He couldn't stand the thought of them being captured and returned to their kingdoms. He sighed, and tried not to think about it.

Soon he noted that the tracks were becoming... calmer? The horses' hooves hadn't dug as deeply into the earth. It seemed they were less panicked. He nodded to himself, thinking they had to be close.


All too soon he heard the sounds of waterbirds, and could feel the moisture in the air. "I think we're close." He said quietly. He peered through the trees, seeing flashes of bright blue. A whinny in the distance told him he not only found the lake, but the horses had lead them true. He grinned, and pulled Anne along behind him as he ran to the water.

he looked around, in awe at the sparkling lake. He was tempted to just jump right in. After only slight hesitation, he released Anne's hand, and did exactly that. The cool rush of water surrounded him, and muffled all noise. He jumped up, soaked to the skin. Kale couldn't help but think that he never would've done this a week ago.

"Come on in!" He called happily. "The water's great!" He had to admit it was a little chilly, but he didn't care. "I suppose I could've taken some measures to keep my clothes dry..." He said, looking down at his garments with disdain. He shrugged, and waved her towards him.