Swiftcurrent Creek to be the wing that fans the flame

She loses him when he lands in the water and she stumbles forward in a knee jerk reaction. He pops back up a second later and she hovers back on the taken step taken. Unsure of the response, her cheeks feel flush with overwhelm and she puffs her chest a little. He eventually steps back out of the water and shakes and shakes and shakes himself off until he looks like a giant, frizzy fluff ball of damp fur. A smile curves on the right side of her muzzle but she quickly suppresses that as she’s startled when he makes sudden eye contact with her.

Her ears fall back upon her head when he speaks and she offers a sheepish grin in return. “Hey,” she responds with a shy shake of her tail behind her. “Is it cold?”