Thread:Storm-in-Rain/@comment-33448285-20190505184832/@comment-33448285-20190617193846

Venice reached the river and began washing herself quietly. She pricked her ears. A noise had come from one of the several bushes nearby, and her eyes squinted to see what was in there.

Chase emerged from the shrub, his sleek muscles rippling. He examined at Venice, eyes angry and disgusted.

Venice started. "Chase!" She gasped, flinching under his gaze. Her wet paws slipped as she scrambled to get out of the river, but before she could crawl onto the banks, Chase had flung himself at her and latched his jaws around her scruff, attempting to drag her under the water.

Venice choked, panic rising in her chest. Chase was a lot stronger then her and nobody knew where she was. /She was going to drown in this river./ She realized as water began to fill her lungs.