Swiftcurrent Creek she's walking on fire

Oh, Tuwawi was definitely going to chew her hide for this one. Danica mused on this, then gave a small chuckle. Could she really fault her for helping the poor girl to brighten her day? Besides, it was harmless dirt, quick to dry and fall off. Heck, she could even take her to do a swift roll in the shallows of the creek to get some of it off. Danica would leave that up to the mother, though. That was the thing about pups.... they were seldom neat and clean.

And this particular pup was far from it. She had followed her obediantly, sticking close (to Danica's relief), and went at the puddle with a gusto. Pleased that her location was a hit, she observed the girl's antics, snorting as she came up a veritable muck-monster, covered head to toe with the goop.

"It's good, is it? Well then, I guess I have to try it out, if you say so!" Lowering herself, she rolled onto her back, wiggling a bit with her upper body and head in the sludge. She flipped back, enjoying the feel of the cold mud sliding down between her fur. She could clean off later, but on the hot day, it sure felt nice. Shaking her head, she flicked off some of the mud that was dripping towards her eyes, her fur spiking. "You were right! How does my fur look?" she asked the girl, tilting her head. "Stylish?"