Fishblight Mire suck it up

Echelon didn't look like much, but when her mind was dead set against something, she was a rock. A giant rock who was nearly impossible to move. He pushed the flat of his head against her ass and when the strain on his neck was too much, he shifted and used his shoulders instead. Damn it. She was sinking... which was counter productive, but at least now her toes were in the water.

The sounds that fled her mouth were nothing to him. She could warn him all she wanted. He'd face the wrath of her teeth if she so decided to use them, but until then he was content to wrestle Echelon up a bit until he figured out where that sass of hers had run off to. He hadn't found it yet. Instead he found her pushing back against his efforts which caused him to completely remove his presence from beneath her derrière as he stepped aside and waited to see if her momentum was enough to send her sprawling into the mud.