frolic aholic

Sure, but who says he'd need rescuing? ;) hehe

Luke was thoroughly drenched from the tip of his nose to the tip of his tail by the time he had finished his frolic, and only then did he realize that he had been joined by another: a burly female at the bank, bent for a drink. The blue-nosed wolf ceased his splashing and wordlessly gazed at the new arrival for just a brief moment before calling out a warm, "hey!" She had noticed him, it was impossible that she had not, but she had chose to ignore him for a reason Luke could only guess at: shyness perhaps, or maybe she was unsociable. Either way Luke was bound to find out sooner or later.