Fey sat comfortably on Morti's back while he stood in the center of the stream. "You promised not to splash. Remember?"
Morti's long tongue lolled in the river. "I only said I wouldn't splash you." One big paw slammed into the water, sending a wave over the top of the white bear that floated nearby.
"Morti!" Snow Lily submerged herself and then bounced up with both paws extended.
Fey has cast [Flashfire]
The wave of water that hung in the air instantly evaporated into steam. Morti went back on the attack.
"Stop!" Fey's voice caused both bears to freeze in place. "Take me back to the shore, Morti; I want no part of your silly courtship."
"Okay." Morti waddled back to the bank, where his mother and father watched. He kept a cautious eye on Lily, who seemed to have a knack for splashing. 'What's courtship?"
Fey slid off his back and walked towards her favorite sunning rock. "It's what you do before getting married."
