Firestone Hot Springs mirror melts

Hitting the edge of the waters quickly, his fur hiked and he raced the edges as if she were some kind of hunters prize. He dipped his paws in deeper, and yet when he touched it, he snorted and backed himself to a stop until he was staring ahead at her little frame and disfigured limbs. A small face, small ears, small tail, small legs, small body, small nose.

No more did he move after her, instead only watched her move across with fascinated interest with the peering of his eyes.