A Duckpond, Somewhere

Sirius is here.
He has a Kiora.
He wishes he had a Viktor.

IT LOOKS LIKE THIS:

naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw <3

Kiora is currently very very excited, because she sees the ducks. SHE SEES THEM. There is a lot of quacking going on and of course that means she has to join them. "QUACK! QUACK QUACK QUACK! QUAAAACK!" she points at all the ducks excitedly.

Kiora is Freya. It is official.

Sirius laughs and hugs Kiora, picking her up and walking down to the edge of the pond, smiling at her as he puts her down. "Now don't you be letting go of Uncle Sirius' hand, okay? And no going in the water. Look, do you see the big white ducky over there? Isn't he pretty? I think so," he said happily, clutching Kiora's little hand.

Heehee *flails*

Kiora smiles happily at the ducky and points, "Quack quack, quack? Wh...whi..." her face scrunches up in concentration, "WHITE ducky." she giggles, all proud of herself for saying an awesome new word. "Splash, splash, splash!"

"White ducky! That's right, little girl! Oh, and look, babies!" he said happily, pointing on the grass a few feet away. "Those are baby ducklings! They're little ducks, just like you're a little person!" he said excitedly, sitting on the grass and pulling Kiora into his lap.