Submission (#5954) Approved

With storms often came flooding. Perhaps a flood wouldn't be the biggest of problems, if it weren't for the fact Harper's (third panel) home had been an airstrip right next to the ocean... As thunder cracked overhead, the white cryo couldn't help but give a defeated, if slightly irritated huff as she floated atop the choppy waves. It'd always been a funny game whenever she was little to run off and float along the surface of a lake, just to get a rise out of her mother-- and what a rise it always was. Admittedly Harper was thankful for her overly downy coat, certainly made drowning a lot less of an issue when these floods came... But now she had an entirely different issue: getting back to shore... preferably without catching a cold...
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Artwork by the lovely Pun <33

Reward	Amount
Relic Bones	20