Phoenix Maplewood tongue-clicking

Esaro understood more or less what moss was used for. He decided to do what she told him. He started poking at the moss in attempt to get it to stick out a little before going lightly with his teeth. He managed to pull off a small chunk and then dipped it into the stream before placing it back onto the rock it was on. It was soaked with water that's for sure but is it really enough to help someone? What if someone was far from a stream?

He looked at the moss for a little while before coming up with a better idea to transport water. He happily turned to look at Shreya and then jumped into the steam, getting himself a bit wet. "Wouldn't it be faster this way? My coat can soak up a lot more water than that moss." He said while looking at the old wolf. It was like, why use moss when using yourself was easier and more effective, or so he thought.