Swiftcurrent Creek she's walking on fire

Sounds good! This can be my last post if you wanna finish it up, feel free to powerplay miss Danica a bit (or I can wrap it up after, will see what flows best)

Watching the pup roll around in the mud with reckless abandon and pure joy, Danica wished time would just stop right there. Then she too could simply be here, in the present, feeling that same wild happiness without a care in the world. But time hardly called anyone master, let alone her, and she had worries to spare.

Luckily for her Maera was doing a bang-up job of distracting her from them. She let out a 'whoomp' as the pup bowled into her side, exaggeratedly splashing down on her side, then biting back a hiss as the mud hit her shoulder. Well crap, she forgot about that. She'd need to clean it when they were finished here. Once the initial contact faded, the cool mud actually felt somewhat nice.

"Why thank you daaahling," she responded somberly, the last word spoken with a drawn out noble-esque accent. Luckily the pup had chosen her non-out of commission shoulder to batter. Using her nose she attempted to gently tip the pup off balance. "Alright, little mud-skipper. We should probably get you back to your mom." Their little adventure had probably gone on overly long enough, Tuwa might be worried as to where her offspring had wandered off to.