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She wriggled on the spot, not yet demonstrating enough foresight to anticipate his next move. The whole of his fluffy body was plastered in mud, and when he launched himself it was with all of his trademark enthusiasm. Having become the lowest in the pecking order, and therefore the most often shoved around, Saēna had grown to anticipate disciplinary action for almost everything she did, and so she could anticipate his pounce.

She couldn't anticipate how it would make her feel.

His pudgy body easily forced hers to slip down into the mud. She hadn't noticed it slopping around her legs, but when her tender belly touched it and the cold nastiness seeped up through her fur, Saēna's whole body grew rigid. Her lower lip trembled as internally she screamed, EW EW EW EW EW EW. Before Pura likely even had a chance to react, the young copper-splotched cub was bawling loudly, squealing in disgust and trying her best to backpedal out of the impossible mire beneath her.