Falls of the Hinterlands NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

The pretty white wolf walked toward Milton and Milton gave her a wolf smile. His hot hot pink orbs looked at her pretty white fur and he wished he had pretty white fur like that. Milton was just brown. Even falling in the water didn’t make him less brown. What good was water if it didn’t make you a pretty white wolf like this pretty one?
 
The pretty white wolf asked him a question. Milton didn’t know if he was done drowning. He looked at his feet. He looked at the shewolf. “I think so. I could probably drown again if you want me to.” But Milton didn’t like drowning. He hoped she did not want him to. It would have been rude if she did but she was so pretty. “DO you know how to swim?” If she knew how to swim she could teach Milton not to drown.