Phantom Hollow Sneaky Sneak

Mitanni watched closely as Judas strolled to the edge of the river, trying to anticipate what he would do. She half expected him to walk right into it, for whatever help the water alone would do for his scent, but he had other ideas. Mud. Her amber eyes lowered to stare at the riverbank with a peculiar intrigue as she considered this new insight. She'd never tried using mud to hide herself before, but he did have a point. It was perfect for her coat.

Trusting in Judas' judgment, and because he was already beginning to sink and roll into the mud himself, the lithe little female stepped forward. The mud squished between her toes, covered her paws as she kneaded them in, and as she laid down in it and rolled it coated her sides and back. She couldn't exactly see her handiwork, but she still tried to look over herself as she finally rose, feeling the weight of the mud settled about her body.

She blinked, grateful none of it had gotten too close to her eyes, and turned to Judas to ask, "How's this?"