Riolu? Huh?
I panic. What am I supposed to tell her? Veer is missing and I was planning to go search for him? No that doesn't sound right.
Um . . . I was paired up with Veer and now he is missing, I say softly.
WHAT! Tamli! You irritable, little ungrateful . . .
Finca stops and tries to collect her thoughts.
You are partners with this canine and now he is missing so you go and try to get yourself killed just to try and get me to come back with you, correct? She asks.
I ask her to wait while I decide on an answer. She would like Veer if she saw him, I'm sure of that.
I know that what I do isn't pleasing to you all the time but I ask that you don't tell Tronay or Santerous about this, I say.
Or the dark furred canine?
Or Lucario, I growl.
Finca chuckles as she banks to the right to drift over a lake, her claws just barely touching the surface of its cool, crystal clear waves. I am at home with Finca. We are, in a way, soul mates. She flips over and I am plunged into the lake. I am startled for a moment but then kick myself back to the surface.
Not funny, I growl as I brush back a stand of my silver hair.
Oh really? Then why did you seem to enjoy it so much?
Finca's musical tone even makes her fierceness seem less important. I drone out her question and focus on her body. Its perfect lines and her beautiful face, together they make her seem like a god.
Tamli?
I blink and refocus my vision after I get slapped by a tidal wave of water.
Huh what? I ask, totally confused.
You never did answer my question, Finca replies.
What question?
For crying out loud my question was 'Why did you seem to enjoy me dropping you into the lake so much?'
The lake? Oh the lake! Um I liked getting wet, I answer.
Finca snarls and drops down into the lake next to me. The waves that are created from her plunging into its clear water carry me a good five feet away.
Sorry, she says as her head rises out of the water, tiny drops collecting on her neck and shoulders.
I laugh and she vanishes under the waves. I look around, wondering where she has gone. The water under me gives way and Finca pushes me up into the air.
Enjoying this little one? She asks as I cling to her neck.
Yes but don't . . .
I don't get to finish my sentence because she whips her head around and sends me back into the water. When I surface Finca is already by my side.
I couldn't resist, she chuckles as she allows me to get on her back, which is covered mostly by water.
Of course not, I say as she turns around and slips under the lake, her scales gleaming and blending in somewhat with the blue water.