whisper to me

Naked arms, his secrets still like songs I never learned Things had been going very well, until they hadn't. Then suddenly it was all cold water, the rush of a current, and the sound of laughter ringing in his ears. Only the laughter came from all around him, which is when the alchemist learned that the whisperfish could not only sing and speak, but laugh as well. How nice. Trying to surface, his small hands smacking the water uselessly, Remi could feel the weight of his fur dragging him down as it became waterlogged. All but biting at the air to try and breathe, the raccoon suddenly felt a strong arm around him, and pulling him from the water. With a squeak and no small amount of flailing, Remi gripped Ianto's shirt, his small hands clutching at whatever material he could get them on to try and get as far away from the water as possible. Rather than speaking, Remi sent a pulse of loud appreciation towards the fox as he coughed and spluttered. The urge to shift into his human form and cough the water out properly was strong, but especially now after he'd attracted many eyes to him, that was all but impossible. So Remi spluttered and heaved against Ianto, eventually catching his breath and noticing the fish on the shore. With an animated sigh, Remi leaped away and tapped on the glass, indicating that the fox wasn't done yet. The fish would need water if it was going to remain in the tank.