Berfortoto was wading around in a rather muddy watering hole, thinking if he washed himself the blood would come off. It was unfortunate the first body of water he found happened to be made of more mud than water. The lion frowned, lifting up a paw covered in mud. Why didn't he think before he acted?
He just needed to get the mud off his paws before Zatzia saw him. She'd probably make fun of him for the next month or the whole time they were together. He shook his paw, but only succeeded getting mud all over his face and mane.
