Bitter Heartbeat had left his pet in a small alcove near the edge of a pond. He had decided to go off to fish in another part of the swamp -- near but not so near that he'd be able to see his turtle. He had been firm in his command that the turtle stay (regardless of the fact it never seemed to do anything of the kind). And then he had gone. (To fish; not forever.)
The turtle had munched lazily on reeds for a time. Then done... Well, whatever it is turtles do until he had begun to amble off. Unfortunately it had gone straight toward the water, dropped its front feet into a shallow hole, and flipped onto its back.
How long ago that had been, who knew. As it was now the water was starting to draw the poor thing out...
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