Phoenix Maplewood No one's ever left me quite this sore

The water burbled loudly as it swirled around her, and though the slip was wholly unintentional, Saena didn't lift herself immediately. She relished the cool water sliding through her fur for about half a minute, and just as she was rising, the telltale splash of another stepping into water bid her to turn her head.

She was surprised, but not unhappy, to see Arion. Although her confrontation with him at Redtail Rise had sullied her opinion of him somewhat, Saena had mostly forgiven it since the fire. There was no sense in dwelling. That was a lesson she was learning as she aged. The fire had brought the pack together, and she had no inkling of his thoughts on their choice of home, so in her opinion, everything was forgiven. Not forgotten, but forgiven.

"Slipped," she said through a grin, waving the stub of her tail as she jovially shook her fur in a playful attempt to douse the stoic Greek wolf. "It feels good though, you should try it!"