With a pleased grunt as Stripepaw accelerated with seemingly good pace, Splashleap added power to her own stroke, but made sure to stay abreast of Stripepaw. At least until they were almost on the shore. At that point, she could probably just hop out, scamper out of the shallows real quick, and declare herself the winner. That was one advantage of being judge and jury after all. Feeling her paws touch the bottom, she pushed up, lunging out of the water sending spray everywhere. A few more leaps, exaggerated by her small size brought her to the shore, where she paused, panting. Taking a deep breath, she managed to huff
Good. Job. Stripepaw. You. Swim. Fast. At this point, she really didn't care how stupid she looked, all sopping wet and tired out. It was all in good fun, right? @
Ikoria the Wolf Pup