Crazy for you~(Yandere!Kelpie x F!Reader)

Chapter 4

The stream was slowly widening. You could make out the river it connected to just a few meters ahead. It was weird how no one had mentioned -let alone discovered- the river that was so terribly close to the village! You wondered how not even a traveler had taken note of it. Had it been recently created? You shook your head at that thought; the villagers would have taken notice if there was a stream of fresh water nearby. and if they hadn't, the ents would have. The thought of returning and telling your parents about your discovery passed briefly through your mind but you didn't turn around. You were so close to finding out whether the water horse lived here that you could not possibly return so soon! What if it leaves for another river while I'm gone? You were determined to catch another glimpse of the black horse -Bella not so much. No, we can't have that happening!

"We'll stop over there", you pointed at a wide area of grass on the bank. There, you dismounted the mare and tied the reins into a short knot so that she wouldn't trip over the leather strips. You neared the body of water and peered into the riverbed. "It is so clear", you commented.

It was easy to make out the bottom from the almost white surface of the calm water. There were small and big fish swimming down and upstream, flicking their tails and playing with one another. Some you recognized were bright red salmon and the others looked like minnows. You didn't know much about fish because you lived in a mountain village but you were sure you had guessed the former correctly. Algae was resting on the smooth rocks and some fragile water plants flowed with the slow current.

An urge arose within you to slip off your shoes and dip your feet into the water. So you did. And boy, would it be worth the gravel you would carry in your shoes afterwards! You didn't know why or how but the tingling feeling of the cold water against the thin skin of your feet brought a feeling of relief and tranquility around you. It just felt so nice and calming like a drug. This is the life, you thought before splashing the water around, watching as the fish swam away at the disturbance. You made sure not to step on any moss or broken plants because you dimmed them as disgusting and odd-looking and mostly, you did not want to find out what their texture was like.

Since the current was weak, you decided to leave the shore and go a tad deeper. It wouldn't hurt; it was still shallow anyway. You paid no attention to your dress, any attempts at keeping it dry would be in vein and you knew that the moment you stepped foot into the water. Well, at least the fabric didn't cling to your legs while it flowed idly on the surface of the small river. You dipped your hands in and rushed them against the stream. It felt so nice to move the water around, to feel the raffles and the ripples forming underneath your fingertips. One could say that it was a satisfying feeling and you'd agree without a second thought.

Bella had been watching you from the shore as you played, wondering if joining you would be worth it. In the end, she decided to dip her muzzle into the grass for a free snack. It looked like you would stay for a good half hour in the river anyways, she may as well keep herself busy. Her eyes would switch from watching the tree line to watching you and your antics every so often just to make sure that you hadn't slipped and hit your head on a jagged rock but other than that, she was focused on the greenery at her hooves.

"Bella, come join me!", you called to the mare but she just brushed off your invitation, flicking her tail to swipe at an annoying bug. You called out to her again and one more time after that and on the sixth attempt, she had finally given in. She didn't step into the river straight away, rather she remained on the edge of the bank, the running water just brushing the tip of her front hooves.

With a pouty face, you approached her and grabbed the knotted reins with one hand to pull her in. She was too ambitious, though and she pulled away from you, successfully escaping your grasp as you fell onto your butt. The cold water seeped through your skirt and wholeheartedly touched your skin. There go my undergarments, I guess!, you thought jokingly to yourself as you hurried to get back on your feet, shaking your hands to rid of the wetness before grabbing, bunching and twisting the fabric of your skirt in your palms. You had to at least get some of that water out.