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Not long after breaking through the surface, Raven swept a small wave of water her way. Towhee sputtered as it smacked her right in the face before playfully swiping her own splash in her older sister's direction. She then promptly spun and kicked all four legs, doggy paddling swiftly away from the caregiver's retribution.

She cruised toward the center of the lake, ignoring the dull ache in her heavy limbs as she glided through the cool water. Not wanting to mess with the fatigue too much, she swam in an arch and turned her muzzle back toward the shore. She was a strong swimmer and made good time, soon feeling the slimy lake bottom beneath her toes as she reached the shallows.

Standing in water that nearly reached her belly, Towhee enjoyed the sensation of it dripping off her waterlogged pelt. She waved her tail, sending an arc of droplets across the lake, and then gave herself a bodily shake before wading to the shore to enjoy the warm air on her damp coat.

As she made herself comfortable and looked over at Raven, she felt a sudden, sharp pain somewhere between her ear and jawbone on the right side. Towhee flexed her jaw muscles instinctively, wincing and giving a little cry as the pain came again. It felt as if someone had jammed a fang into the side of her face, near the root of her dysfunctional ear.