Firefly Ravine One year old and counting.

Sitting atop Zephyr, she pressed her nose against his, making a soft 'Boop' noise affectionately. Both now soaking wet, she shook all the beads of water out of her soft fur, spraying him violently with river water. 
'I'm one now!' She stated, in case he still had not understood what she meant, batting his muzzle with her paws excitedly. She would of kept on playing if it weren't for the familiar scent nearby, head turning to the embankment, fish were lying in a line, just asking to be devoured by Rain's lips. Jumping off of his stomach, back legs digging into his spleen, she landed onto the soft grass and sunk her teeth into one of the fish. 
'MINE!'