Mud wrestling

Nelu rested his head on the window sill, soaking in what little breeze he could get. The air was heavy and wet, the humidity making everything damp and sticky. His little left foot reached up to scratch vigorously at his scruff, sending little bits of fluff floating limply into the air. Behind him Aster was picking through random sticks and pieces of wood that Nelu had been tinkering with. They were going to try building a few new items today but Nelu just hadn't been in the mood. It was hard to concentrate on building when he felt like he was inhaling water with every breath.

Nelu's ears perked up as he heard his father calling for the pups. Good! Maybe dad had something more interesting to do. He yipped at his companion and the duo raced to the training fields. He avoided most of the puddles but couldn't resist diving right through the middle of one at the base of the garden stairs before turning to the training fields. He arrived to see Vendrick and Bramble already there. He moved to sit next to Bramble, his tail flopping in the mud. "Hello father, what is the plan for today?"