Otter Creek I'm Soakin' it in Kerosene

Not swimming. Laying. Kero rolled over onto his side and lay within the water, letting it trickle through his fur. At first, the chill had been enough for him to flinch and bristle against the cold, but after a while, he'd forced himself to relax enough that it was quite enjoyable. And handy. All he had to do was open his mouth a bit and let his tongue flick at the water he was laying in. It made for some awkward drinking, but he managed it, and continued to lay there, dozing in the afternoon sun. 

He almost didn't hear her approach, then he decided he didn't care. For all he knew, he looked like some sort of injured cripple with little to no life left to live. Dead and dying? Maybe. Except he'd snagged a rabbit earlier, by some kind of miracle and he was doing alright now. If anything, he was just exhausted and the water was helping out with that. 

She called out to him. Kerosene flicked his golden pools in her direction, turning an ear her way. With a sigh, he realized she was a little out of sight. He lifted his head from the ground, lifting onto one shoulder as he glanced her way. Black female. Lean. Light eyes. Typical. 

"Can't just leave a wolf to die?" he drolled, dropping his head back into the water. He pressed his eyes closed and shifted a bit. Settling into the indent his body was carving into the damp earth.