Whitewater Gorge Floating

Of course, at his invitation, Finley had some sort of objection. Perhaps she was uptight, still pretty pissed off, or still wary of him.
"I'm lightning the fuckin' mood, Finley."
He replied, a cocky tone to his voice. He tilted his torn ear to her, wondering if she'd take a hint or just sit back and watch him romp about stupidly.

Though Colin seemed glad to join the fun.
A game of tag it was then.
His tail waved high as he lunged towards Finley, looking to boop her with his nose to tag her. Maybe if she was part of the game she'd lighten up.