[ameko]

Dante had never known relief quite like what he felt when that burden was finally gone. No longer being practically anchored to the riverbed, he fumbled around for a moment before righting himself and resurfacing. Now able to actually tread water, he sucked in some much needed air and reveled in the fact that he was still very much alive. Dante loved water, but not when he was at risk of drowning in it!

Caught up in the joy of breathing, he didn’t notice anything amiss until he blinked the water out of his eyes and saw something shifting in the corner of his vision. He glanced up and realized with a jolt that someone was on the branch above him. Since when had that cat been there?! Dante flailed backwards, splashing water in his wake. “Woah, don’t scare me like that,” he said after he had recovered. Treading water like this was beginning to get exhausting for his already tired limbs, so Dante made his way to the shallower part of the river so he could stand. He noticed that the white cat was near him, but it didn’t quite register in his mind just yet.

He caught his breath before saying, “I know how this looks, but I wasn’t the one who needed saving! That big lug of a cat…” Wait a minute. Dante zeroed back in on the statuesque white tom, narrowing his eyes. He was standing perfectly fine—like he hadn’t been about to drown at all. Dante blinked. “You could stand the whole time?!”

@ROUGE @Willow_Tree