Phantom Hollow Nutcase

The coywolf grinned slyly at seeing her get hit by more water. If this kept going, they would look more like mops than wolves. Dripping wet from their playing in the stream. Any thoughts he had were washed away, only focused on the game at hand. 

Judas seemed to get the intended reaction he wanted. Their game was on. His tail wagged as he waited for her move. She came at him and splashed down. He did not move, though, allowing the water to hit. Only to run right by her, making his footfalls heavy on purpose to make water fly across her side. Then he came to a halt, but slipped and fell momentarily.