Gacha Imps - Molly (#313 - 1/4)

Molly and Gonta decided to explore the nearby coniferous forest. Since it was hard for the small female to keep up with the much larger male, he suggested that she ride on his back. This way, the lilac Toy had an easier time keeping up with the brown Dire, as long as she held on tightly. For a marsupial that supposedly didn't train as much, Gonta was very fast. Had Molly not grabbed onto his long fur during his energetic rush across the meadow, she'd have fallen off for sure.

"S-seriously, how are you able to run so fast?" Molly asked, taking a moment to recollect herself, "You don't happen to be athletic, do you?"

"Nope! Gonta always this fast!" Gonta replied, chuffing happily, "Running help Gonta clear his mind."

"Oh, I didn't know that..." she said, "So, where are we heading? The creek by the forest clearing?"

"Mhm, should be very close!" he confirmed.

And about a few minutes later, they arrived at the aforementioned creek. It wasn't too big, but its size didn't detract from its beauty. No rubbish was blemishing either the lush vegetation or the clear water. As the duo approached the brisk stream, they could see some fish swimming in the water. Molly didn't know what species those animals were, but the way their scales shone was very pretty.

"What a nice place." Molly commented, carefully descending onto the ground, "Had we brought some snacks, it would've made a perfect picnic spot."

Gonta didn't respond to her suggestion. Instead, he let out a low, threatening growl. She looked up to see him snarling. Upon following his gaze, Molly quickly realised why. 

On the other side of the bank, stood a muscular Pine with ginormous antlers. None of the males wanted to cross the creek, so they had to settle for more ritualised attempts at displaying their power. Not that Molly would've wanted them to actually fight, this was a more "peaceful" solution.

After about fifteen minutes, Gonta came out victorious and the feral Pine left utterly defeated. While he didn't suffer any grave injuries, his pride was bruised for sure.

"Sorry, Gonta was protecting Molly!" Gonta said, making sure that Molly was okay, "You not injured, right?"

"I'm okay, thank you." Molly replied, smiling as she laid down, "Now that the Pine is gone, could we stay here for a bit longer and relax?"

Lazing in the sun on such a warm day by the running creek was worth it.