Swiftcurrent Creek oh dear, the soup is burnt

For somebody Fox hasn't met personally, or hasn't seen in awhile. If @Tuwawi is back from absence, that might be cool. <__<

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Fox was feeling rather warm in the afternoon sun, and so the girl made a beeline for the creek. Panting heavily as she trotted toward it, the yearling could only imagine the relief the cool waters would bring. She was careful to choose a spot where the creek widened, not wishing to relive the previous Alpha's fate. Once she had arrived at one of the slower-moving portions of Swiftcurrent, she stepped a single front paw into the water to test it. The water was brisk, which was just what she had been hoping for.

With a grin, the yearling dove in, hopping in so that she was elbow-deep in the creek's water. The wet coolness of the water touched her belly, and she sucked in her breath at the sensation. Sticking her muzzle just below the surface, she exhaled, watching the bubbles from her nostrils float to the surface. It was a silly, childish thing to do, but she supposed since nobody was watching, there was no shame in doing whatever she wanted.