Whitefish River Escapee

forelimbs flailed hindlegs kicked

DROWNING DROWNING DROWNING

until something captured a leg and heshe was sure the river itself was trying to drown himher--

and shehe realised that was the ground.

the water was up to hisher belly. when sitting.

mouth became a short line and beneath brindled fur face grew hot.

stupid stupid stupid

neck rotated to make head look at one shehe heard talking over panic and rush of water

wolf.

grown wolf.

the greyhound gulped

then thought of rodyn.

after blinking blankly and with ziploc bag transparent hesitation, heshe did a nod

"pleasehelp." came in small voice as forelegs raised, greyhound quivering from cold and embarrassment and horrible gross feeling of hated water