Redhawk Caldera Back before children had settled her friends

Her fur was quickly taking on a muck-hue, looking more like his own natural coloring. A drenched underside with mud slicked paws. This was hardly nimble or graceful work, but she was prepared to see it through. Not unlike an alligator the way she wanted to get this otter.

Between her and Hotah it would hardly be much of a match.

Yet this time when she came herding it, the otter had the smart idea to fight back. With the adrenaline she hardly felt it at first. It was only between the taste of water and mud did she detect that it had managed to catch her lip. Nothing too extreme, she didn't think, but enough to rile her further.

Finish it! She whooped in encouragement to her...date.