Lost Creek Hollow I am the King of respectfulness, bitches!

The boy slipped and came careening around her, managing to splatter mud all around but somehow missing her, which she appreciated. She breathed a sigh and looked down upon the boy with a thin smile - then, getting an idea, she decided to chest-dive in to the mud and lurch towards him with a big grin. Having already been muddy, what was a little more? Or that was the thought; as the mud squelched around her and soaked in to her belly she found the feeling uncomfortable.

I'd love to play with you, Aengus! She agreed happily, her whippy tail slinging wet soil to and fro. After a second her face grew serious though. What is a mud monster? Are they big, are they scary? She feigned a look of nervousness, of horror, and whispered to him with a dip of her chin, Can you keep me safe?