Redhawk Caldera Thirty days in the dungeon!

Towhee enjoyed her golden shower quite a lot, to be honest, until it ceased and she almost immediately grew cold. Rolling from her back to her belly, she wriggled around in the rapidly cooling puddle of urine in a hapless attempt to escape it. She began climbing over the next nearest pup (Stoat). Unwittingly, Towhee clambered right onto the other pup's head. It was much drier up here, so she parked.

She paid no attention as the little potato beneath her writhed. Towhee was quite used to it, after all. She gave a happy little peep when her sister gave one last twitch and fell still. She was still rather moist, though she barely noticed with the pleasant warmth underneath her. Content for the moment, Towhee only began to whimper and whine about fifteen minutes later, when the dead body beneath her began to cool.