He made a face at his older brother as water was flung in his direction.
"You can go about not caring for your appearance, but I'm going to look out for my hair!" he shot back, his own feathers ruffling as his body eventually submerged half of itself into the river. It felt good, the cool water running by him, and Dorian's tense muscles slowly began to relax themselves. Yes, this most definitely felt good, even if his brother failed to see the important of maintaining the perfect image, in or out of the water.
