Blacktail Deer Plateau stay gold, ponyboy

Well, one, at least. :)

Junior didn't notice her visitor until she spoke. The mud-slathered pup rolled over onto her belly and pushed herself to her feet, craning her head upward to sniff at the stranger. "Bwoo," she chattered, recognizing the Beta female's scent, even if this wolf wasn't Blue Willow. "Bwooooo, whewe?" she yapped, suddenly giving the Healer's youthful ward a suspicious glance.

Stepping out of the mud puddle, Osprey Jr. thrust her dirty muzzle against the stranger's. "Wawa!" she crowed after deciding to trust her. (Peregrine watched from across the clearing, appearing interested but unperturbed by the guest.) "Wawawawa," she sang, then turned to splash her already-filthy forepaws in the watery sludge.

After doing that for a few seconds, she paused and looked up at the older youngster. "Pway?" she questioned, then suddenly decided to tell, not ask. "Pway! Pway! Pway wawaaa!" Osprey slapped the dirty water forcefully, splattering mud all over herself and, most likely, her guest.