Otter

Eyes closed, fluttering like a butterfly, his nose perked, jerking at the burning scent of salty kale;
oddly familiar, oddly enticing

Ecstatic is he to bathe in the sun, while in the mist of bobbing on a bed of water;
he deciphers he is light as a feather.

Then against his body little waves splash, the ripples cast throughout the clear blue water;
to open a world beneath his deep brown fur.