Silvertip Mountain Super shade throw down

Ezekiel snorted at Anita's attempt to sound courteous. He was about to think maybe there was hope yet for her when she leaped into the stream, splashing him full on. Ears drooping, his stoic face remained, but he was seething inside. After a moment of angry bliss, he licked the water from his jowls. Nope, he still couldn't stand her much. She started to talk about some moss. He found himself listening to her, but only in the slightest. She ducked her head under, clearly excited about her stupid moss and came back up, spitting a green wad at his paws. 

He recoiled from the nasty, reeling onto his hind legs to avoid getting it on his coat. He flung it back into the stream with a lick of his paw, returning to his sitting position. Then came the insult. He couldn't take that. No one insults his appearance. He leaped into the water, splashing up a huge amount in her face. It came off as a playful gesture, because he of course wouldn't dare to actually hurt her, but it did feel good to get her back.