Lost Creek Hollow there's so much you have to know

well, that was fucking rude. you try to have fun with your older, not-fun siblings, and they immediately turn you over to the police. sionnach was busy sploshing around having the time of her life while deshyr tattled (ahem, just reminding u snitches end up in ditches for future reference), and she did not even notice the looming shadow until it spilled ominously over her mudpit.

looking up, sionnach saw the disgusted and displeased face of her mother. DOOM IMPENDING.... her ears fell flat as she was snatched from the mud, yoinked like a babe from its mothers' breast. "nooooooooooo," the girl wailed, to little avail. she was carried swiftly to a cold puddle, roughly shaken in the water to loosen the grime that clung to her pelt, dried off, and then sent handily to bed. all of this within a matter of minutes, given liffey's affinity for smoothly handling errant toddlers.