Whitefish River A Ton of Lashin' for Ashton

◆not a prob ☆◆


Bounding from the lake, Ashton made sure he was a safe distance from his companion, before he shook his pelt in an explosive Ash-storm of merciless droplets of lake water launching everyway possible known to man.

After getting his golden-ball-of-glory/afro hide of justice look together, he trotted back over to the man who was now known as 'Lashin' Taltos' to him, he wagged his still damp and floofy tail back and forth.

"You are the best in ideas...I never woulda thought of that, Lash! Rad call. That nice hunka bark ya got there will scare em, and beach em up on that bank, wont they? Let's do it!"

His enthusiastic response was common to the teen, but today, it felt as though he was definitely learning something from Taltos, a trait he respected well in others.
The blonde teen appreciated the abilities of others, in turn of offering his own hardcore healings to others.
Paying it forward.