Whitefish River here and there

Pursue he did, bounding after her a laugh upon his lips, he slipped more often then she, but he managed to recover each time.

"that's usually how I end up acquainting myself with rivers" He panted attempting a leap to get closer to her "water and I have I love-hate relationship" he bounded directly in front of her; crouched his front end down and left his back up high in the air. He gave her front leg a mild nibble then her other leg and large lick before spinning around in a tight circle and running off the water and more onto the dry bank. His paws got closer together and his muscles bunched then rippled as he leaped over a large bush and disappeared behind it hoping she'd follow.

Quickly though a half Yelp escaped him as he landed chest first on a large rock behind the bush, those things common at the rivers edge. The wind knocked from his lungs the large brute lay there temporarily stunned.
His luck was far from changing he'd have to stop acting like the fool for that to correct itself. If she moved on and left him there it would serve him right at this point.