Twilight ~open!~

[☪ARROW☪]

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[atrb=background,http://i49.tinypic.com/2wo91jn.jpg] Arrow loved the island. With it's pointed peaks tufted with trees and the cool wind blowing softly in his face, it was paradise. Well, in Arrow's point of view, at least. He liked visiting the island at dawn and dusk. Then he could watch the magenta sunset fade to deep indigo, and the night melt into the morning. Today he had come in the most magical time of day. Twilight. The vanilla sky bathed him in a pale glow. He felt a rush of joy like a bird soaring in the azure sky. He was an arc of silver against the cream clouds. The air was dark yet bright, and the sea seemed to be sparkling as tiny waves rolled off the shore. The white sand was like the softest powder. He felt it sift through his tail as he swam in the shallow water. The rocks were charcoal raindrops underneath the dusty cliffs. The scene was beautiful like a watercolor painting. The ocean was so different to him depending on the different times of day. In the morning, it was cool and refreshing. In the afternoon it was warm and perfect for wave chasing and playing. In the evening, or very early morning, it was mysterious and relaxing. And in the night - it was icy cold, hard, pitch black, exciting and adventurous. Arrow leaped up in the air. A single drop of ocean spray splashed his pale belly. He felt the cold breeze brush past him, making his skin prickle with a strange new feeling. What was it? Perhaps the feeling that someone was watching him... He shivered. Then he heard something. A little splash. He listened to the soothing sound of the waves lapping the shore. Surely he had only heard a slightly bigger wave? But there it was again. It wasn't the natural sound of the ocean. It had been made by something. Another sea-creature, perhaps. But when he listened a third time, it was silent. He submerged himself underwater. The light from the fading sun made the water an eerie pale silver. Arrow looked around him. He could not see nor hear anything. As he swam farther out away from the island, he could make out the faint silhouette of his unknown companion. Lokee? He couldn't see that far. After all, the sun WAS setting, and that didn't help with the lighting.