Otatso Wetlands i love you, it's all i do

Whisker went to work, cautiously at first, as if she would revoke permission to help her out. But alas, she seemed comfortable enough with it, so he groomed away, plucking out plant debris, mud, and whatever else was stuck to her coat. It was a downright mess, that much was certain, but he was fairly sure they would be able to get her coat nice and clean in no time.

Not anywhere around here, he replied, pausing to scrape some of the mud off his tongue and muzzle. Where's this Swiftcurrent place you mentioned? He didn't have any immediate intention of joining the first pack he found, but he was known to be impulsive from time to time. He went back to cleaning her, this time focusing on the top of her left hip.