Swiftcurrent Creek she's walking on fire

Danica had been trying to nap nearby but, unable to sleep, was instead staring lazily at the surrounded area, content to remain where she was. It was the sort of day that called for it, at least in her mind.

It seemed, however, that one little adventurer disagreed with that sentiment. Danica watched with amusement as a little bundle of fluff appeared in the entry to Njal and Tuwawi's den, then made its way outside. She did enjoy watching the little things move. Her amusement soon turned to bemusement, though as the pup stopped, seemingly spellbound by something near her feet. This turned to alarm when she noted the distress that followed an enthusiastic excavation of her find.

Rising and racing over, she unceremoniously picked the pup up, carrying her away from what she now saw was a large anthill. Plopping her down out of the danger zone, she began licking ants from her fur, grimacing at the bitter taste. She paid no mind to the pups opinion on her actions... If she didn't get the nasty little buggers off her then Danica's antics would be the least of the pups worries.

i couldn't resist!