Enjoying the facilities
Nicky slid through the water of the pool muscles working together to pull him along. This was something he’d missed since they’d left Africa. In the water he was totally free even with the rules of the base. Razi lay curled up at the pools edge dozing on Nicky’s neatly folded clothing. Besides the Mess Hall he wasn’t sure if there was anywhere he shouldn’t bring the young dog so his friend followed him everywhere.
Swimming was one of the feral boy’s favorite things. It was soothing to his senses and his mind. The water against his body lulled him into an easy rhythm of strokes and breaths. Nicky wasn’t sure how long he’d been in the water when he finally slowed to a stop. He swam to the side of the pool resting his arms against the wall. The boy pushed his hair back out of his face looking around the pool area.
He was pretty sure he was going to be spending a lot of time here.
Swimming was one of the feral boy’s favorite things. It was soothing to his senses and his mind. The water against his body lulled him into an easy rhythm of strokes and breaths. Nicky wasn’t sure how long he’d been in the water when he finally slowed to a stop. He swam to the side of the pool resting his arms against the wall. The boy pushed his hair back out of his face looking around the pool area.
He was pretty sure he was going to be spending a lot of time here.