Tess splashed water, a bright, musical sound that sent ripples skittering across the small, secluded lake. The setting sun bled through the canopy in thick, syrupy stripes of orange and rose, gilding the surface of the water and turning the floating blossoms into clusters of jewels. Her own discarded clothes—a pair of denim cutoffs and a plaid shirt tied at the midriff—lay in a colorful heap on a mossy rock.
"Zera, hun, you're gonna miss the best part!" she called out, her voice a sweet, warm drawl. She was already waist-deep, the cool water lapping at her sun-kissed skin. The pink flowers, delicate and saucer-shaped, bobbed gently around her, their perfume mingling with the damp, earthy scent of the forest.
Zera stood at the water's edge, a stark figure of white against the darkening greens and browns. His fluffy fur, usually so immaculately kept, was slightly ruffled by the evening breeze, and his tail gave a slow, hesitant swish. He watched Tess, his golden eyes wide and fixed, a faint flush visible beneath the pale fur on his cheeks and the tips of his pointed ears. He strode out into the water.
Made as a wallpaper :)