Swiftcurrent Creek the black lips

Ferdie pulled a face but, nonetheless, leaped into the water with such force and enthusiasm that it sent a wave crashing over Bones's head. She laughed and sputtered, shaking it out of her ears as she sought the shallows. She planted her feet and peered at him as he paddled around, his tail trailing behind him.

A boom of thunder caused young Bones's ears to press flat. A second later, the first flash of lightning lit up the sky. Bones motioned for Ferdie to get out of the water, then wordlessly loped toward shelter. She purposefully strode past several trees and instead chose a drippy thicket.

"Time for shelter after all," she mused with a toothy smile. The thicket quivered with the force of wind and rain and some water came through the snarl of branches, yet it was a significant improvement from standing out in the open. "If it was just me, I'd've stayed out there... but I don't want you to get zapped," she informed Ferdie cheekily.