40 Days at Sea with You

Day One - "Stray Cat Strut"

Wednesday, September 12th, 2104 BCE

"Take it easy! It's not the end of the world!"

It took every fiber of your being not to facepalm from the 'representative' of the animal kingdom's words. You yelped as you dodged becoming a pancake by a cow. Out of your peripheral vision, out of one of the few windows on the ark, the waters of the river begins to rise rapidly. You look around outside as something important catches your attention. Several strands of nylon holding the ark in place. "The ropes . . ." You say before you take off running.

"Damnit! The ropes are still tied!" you yell running through the Ark at top speed. Your waist-long H/C hair billowing behind you as you run.

 [. . . . . .]

Finally. Only a few more ropes left before all of the ropes are removed.

[Plip!]

Your eyes widen. A raindrop hit you on the back of your hand. Instinctively, you look up at the dark clouds. The smell of sea water caught your attention as you look towards the horizon. The clouds were dark and aggressive, thunder boomed almost every second before the rain was coming down at full force. "What is taking them so long?" You ask nobody while your entire leg taps impatiently.

"I can't believe we sent letters of all things. . . Can they even read his writing?" you ask as you nervously scan the horizon for animals. Cold chills ran up and down your spine as you watched the clouds get angrier and wilder. A sudden wind began to blow as your whole body blew in the strong wind.

"Hey! Y/N!"

"What?!" You scream up at Japeth through the wind.

"How's the weather down there?" Japeth chortles out from the side of the ship. Before the rest could laugh solely at you, you retorted back.

"I don't know, Japeth. Good wind for a sail boat. We could tie you to the mast and use you for a sail. We'd be halfway around the world in about an hour." You shot back as you made fun of his size.

You turned around and seen Noah finally hammer the last nail into the ark's hull. It never truly hit you at the sheer scale size of the of the ark that you and your family have been building. A wooden giant towered over almost everything around you except the mountains itself. To think, 2 of EVERY animal could fit in this thing along with your family. But, when you think about it, wouldn't it be awfully. . . cramped? You turned and walked to a cliff and you froze entirely.

[A little story from me. It never ceases to blow my mind that a man in I think in Virginia build a ark the same way it was built in the bible. Yes, it is, in feet not cubits, 450 feet long and 140 feet from the keel to the deck. put into scale to modern ships, Titanic cold hold 3 arks in it and the biggest cruse ship, the Royal Caribbean Oasis of the Sea could fit 12 arks in it. just FYI.]

Noah and his three sons were chatting as your eyes roamed over the entire valley. "Holy crap. . ." you say.

"Y/N! Are you listening to me?! The animals are not coming!"

You hold your hand up. "You. . . Might want to check again." You say. The cliff was obscuring your view until you stood on it. The animals HAD come, in full force. There were so many, you couldn't count them all. The line stretched all the way to the horizon and possibly beyond that. Your eyes scanned the group approaching and they eventually stopped on. . . HER.

A tall, tan lioness with possibly the widest hips you had ever seen swinging like a pendulum as her tail swished back and forth. She probably didn't even know she was walking like that towards you.