lake

The old boat finally gave way and sank in the lake. Leaving it behind, Linus swam the final distance to shore. Dragging his body up on the muddy banks, Linus shot an angry look at the rooster. “For all the feathers you left behind when we were being chased, you sure fly pretty well.” Linus sat down and pulled off one of his shoes, dumping the water on the ground. The rooster flapped his wings a few times and ruffled his feathers, ignoring whatever Linus just said.