[guys, say happy birthday to my bae /srs siren user btw]

Everything you passed was nothing more than a blur of color and distorted shapes as you zoomed through the freezing water, racing to catch up to the ship that held your most precious cargo — human treasures. And Shadow, of course, but the stolen goods seemed just a little more important, if his urgency was anything to go by.

You came to a bit of an abrupt halt against the dock, leaning against it to regain the rhythm of your tail’s movement. It was a little embarrassing, but he wouldn’t notice you amongst the chaos on the ship.

It was loud and distracting, sure, but someone was sure to notice of you made yourself known, right? You waited impatiently before deciding enough was enough — a few splashes never hurt anybody. Maybe, if you got caught, they’d pass it off as an animal. And maybe you wouldn’t get scolded this time.