Sawtooth Spire DOS is more complicated

Atatak slew the beast that had injured the boy, his bright blue eyes widening in admiration. He was so strong, even tossing the mean, evil Pico away as if he was banishing it. Ata yapped with his sudden enthusiasm, his father's image striking a chord in him. The sound made no difference to him, not yet recognizing that the plop meant the Pico had landed on a different surface than that of the ground.

Truthfully, it was not even the plop that spurned him ahead but the game of fetch, going forth to conquer the object as Iqniq had. The flowing body of the creek was invaded with a puppyish splash, four paws splayed as he looked around for the pico. When he did not see it above water, the boy shoved his head below the surface, wondering if it had disappeared there. Currents were yet an unknown thing to him and there was no conceptual thought that the evil object had been carried down the creek.