Exploring the Sourglow Swamp [Open] Sept 21, 2019 6:40:45 GMT -5
Post by dachshund59 on Sept 21, 2019 6:40:45 GMT -5
The air was delightfully humid on Caramo's circular body as he bounced, rolled and floated through the mucky swamp. Rain drizzled down from the dark clouds that loomed over the blob's head. Mud squelched beneath him. He was covered in dirt and muck, but he didn't care. In fact, he was loving it, loving the sticky-feeling air and equally sticky-feeling ground - when there was ground. Sometimes he was forced to float into the air to cross patches of water (he didn't quite have the hang of that 'swimming' thing yet.)
Caramo's pets were not enjoying it as much as him, however. Well, Cuddly the Terreden didn't seem to mind. He just waded through the thick, sludgy water which his eyes still closed or covered the damp ground in slow, easy strides. Dusty the Meowler, on the other hand, was hissing every step, jumping dramatically over the water, and generally making a lot of fuss and noise over what Caramo thought was essentially nothing to make a fuss over.
Well, nothing to make a negative fuss over. The blob himself was doing quite a good job of fussing over it in delight and excitement. "Look at that!" he squeaked at every second glow-grape vine he found. "Ooh," he said whenever an Axolabeb splashed into the water ahead of him. Even he couldn't make a fuss of the Bleeding Heart Trees, though - he just looked at them nervously as if they'd eat him alive.
Oh, it was so delightful in the swamp. Even if it wasn't the most delightful thing in the world, but the blob had a feeling that nothing more delightful than this existed in the world - in this world, anyway, were there others? Who cared - it was pretty delightful. He was loving it.
(ooc - delightful/delight/delightfully count: 6)