The kelvic wrinkled her nose as Dyrid explained his joy of swimming. Her top lip curled slightly and she stuck out her tongue, making a sound of disgust. Wet fur, what could be worse?
As Kavala slipped her arms around Flicks waist, the girl squealed as she was lifted off her feet. Kicking and squirming, she yelled out in protest as she realized what the konti was doing.
"No! Kalavaaa!!!" Laughing as she struggled, the fox dragged her heels in the sand, watching her white dress fall lightly to the ground. Looking over her shoulder, she saw water just over the konti's shoulder and renewed her fight. As they entered the foamy waves, Flick curled her feet up, shaking her head. A grin was plastered on her face, and the young creature squealed again as wetness touched bare skin. It was horrible and...wet.
