I just wanna live well I'm alive

The water poured off the girl, and, thankfully, quite a bit of the mud - she was still muddy, but it was washing away. The girl was panicking, and he would soothe her best he could. "I won't let go." This was proven quite true considering the fact that he said this around a mouthful of fur and skin. It wasn't until he felt her find purchase on the ground did he release her, stepping back to look at her. She seemed alright, perfectly alright... and he chuckled when she spoke. Leaning forward, he'd lick the top of her head. "Of course you did, my little queen. I never doubted it for a moment," he said easily, smiling. "Now let's get you cleaned up. And once you are, perhaps I could teach you to swim?" Or rather, teach her to trust her instincts instead of panicking.