Moonspear i was damn near out of tweed.

Yami giggled as her new friend splattered mud about. She leaned back as it splashed at her face, shutting her eyes and wincing slightly as the cold struck her skin. Her hesitation was brief as Gannet's movement caught her eyes and sent her adrenaline rushing again like the way it does when a predator sees their prey breaking cover. She sprang forward with a laugh, splashing muddy water about as she ran at the omega, her lips peeled back in preparation to launch herself and attempt to bite his face.