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"That's brilliant!" Saena exclaimed, not once questioning Juniper's logic. If she was a scientist, she would've had such questions as, how do we know fleas eat by biting, and what if fleas can breathe underwater, but she was a wolf and, though once a naturalist, she wasn't very good at natural sciences any longer.

She began marching off toward the mud puddle, though she stopped long enough to say, "if you want to mess around, you can come, too, or you can head on in and say hi to anyone you meet. Reek might be around—my mate," she clarified with a grin, "though he does kinda sound like a swamp monster, huh? Maybe I'll cover him in mud when I get back." Chuckling at the thought of Reek living up to his name, the young alpha shook her head and began stepping slowly in the direction of Feller's Pond to give Juniper ample time to decide what she wanted to do.

The fun-loving she-wolf didn't seem like one to give up a chance for shenanigans, though, so Saena ended up racing Juniper (at a safe distance) to the pond, where they covered themselves in mud (albeit Saena was hesitant to touch it).