Hideaway Strath Rad dudeski.

Rather abruptly, they not only arrived at a pond of sorts, Dingo inserted himself in its shallows. Towhee herself stopped short, though she looked down at the water swirling around his heels. He lifted a paw and it was covered in slimy green goo: algae.

"Aren't you probably scaring off all the fish?" she wondered, looking up at his face. She'd missed his bravado, though a small snort escaped her at the expression on his face.