Sun Mote Copse Dance-off, bro. Me and you.

Pox laughed as the sodden pile of puppy swiftly turned into a sodden pile of puppies. He squirmed against the other two, trying to reach for a paw or a shoulder or a face idc to chomp on, but there was so much squirming, he ended up with a mouthful of muddy water and his own wrist in his teeth. Unperturbed, he let himself go and managed to wriggle out to freedom, only to turn back in another moment and launch himself at Sugar's tail.