Lost Creek Hollow if you want, you can marry

sionnach probably would have been content to play in the mud all day, so it was a good thing ashlar was along to show her the error of her ways. no sooner had she announced her approval of him, did he march elsewhere: sionnach watched him with a supervisor's critical eye, wondering just what could be more enticing than a mud-puddle.

stumbling towards him on mudflecked legs, sionnach inspected ashlar's new game: he was hauling his paws into the earth, heaving flings of mud behind him. "oOoOoo." the girl babbled, diving down into the mud-pit he had crafted. the mud here was cooler, and felt better -- therefore sionnach assumed he had built the pit for her, his rightful queen, ofc -- and with a flop, the girl plopped down into the shallow bowl and mumbled contently to herself.