]Antares braced himself against the devious wind. It was all he could do not to stagger under its immense pressure. He was not certain how the smaller, daintier female beside him held her ground, but he admired it nonetheless. The sea air smelled like the ocean, and the salty scent tickled his nostrils. He had not been raised around the sea. He had not even had much to do with water. If thrown into a lake, he was not certain that he would be able to swim. With his thick fur and daunting size, water made him somewhat apprehensive. He would, of course, face it like any other adversary. He would be brave and determined. Nonetheless, he much preferred to be on dry ground, thank you very much.
He looked up at the sky which, as his leader had mentioned, glowered down upon them. He wrinkled his muzzle in displeasure.
It is, he agreed simply. He felt a nibble of dismay in his belly, and knew somewhere in his mind that the next space of time would not be easy.
I suspect that we will have to take shelter on high, slanted ground. I have no doubt that there is a very real danger of being drowned in flood.
Great, he thought wryly to himself. It seemed that water was inescapable. He briefly wondered if fish ever felt resentment to their liquid home, but soon felt foolish for getting sidetracked.
His brows rose at his leader's question. He tipped his head quizzically.
No, milady. Nothing is the matter. I simply feared the same for you. However, may I suggest that we remove ourselves from this treacherous perch? It will be much safer, not to mention more pleasant, not to get caught here in the coming squall.
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