Unvoiced thoughts

Ty grins, his eyes roaming Libby's face. Making her feel good made him feel good. "You're welcome. Though I must say... I'm gonna miss seeing you around here all the time."

Slipping an arm around her, he pulls her closer, cocking his head as he nears for another kiss. This one he lets linger a few moments as if proving just how much he'd miss her. Drawing back a little, his grin returns. "But I guess that means you'll just have to visit more often."


Justin doesn't prompt Beth to do anything more, and sets to the task of reeling the fish in himself. It wound up being a small catfish and he decides to release it, letting it slip back into the water after taking the hook out.

Putting another worm on the now bare hook, he casts the line again and again lets it sit, keeping an eye on the bobber. He picks up his other rod again, but before he can even cast, a bump to the back of his legs makes him turn quickly. Danitza had sneaked up behind him, a stick in her mouth. She now looks up at him and wags her tail, asking to be played with.

Justin chuckles and shakes his head. "What? Zora not good enough company for you?"

Reaching down, he takes the stick easily from her mouth, then chucks it quite a ways away. Danitza takes off running, trampling through the grass and overgrowth to find it. By the time she returns with it in her mouth again though, her master has his back turned again, seeming to be quite busy with fishing. She huffs a little sigh and drops the stick, sitting and waiting, but Justin didn't turn around. Frustrated, Danitza picks the stick back up again and trots over to Beth instead. Depositing the stick next to Beth, she takes a couple steps back, her ears perked in anticipation of the stick being thrown, should this new friend decide to play.


Chance tries to compose himself, accepting the cup of tea and not making eye contact, lest he start laughing again. Nodding, he moves around to the table where the movie was. "I think we better before I go mad."

Once the movie is in, Chance comes to the couch after setting his tea down. Flopping into the cushions, he looks over to Destiny, humor still twinkling in his eye. He studies her face for a moment, but says nothing, seeming to be holding something back.

A grin breaks out and he intentionally diverts his attention to the television, not revealing what he'd been thinking.