(sorry putting u in a hard choice there, maybe i should just-)
"dear god, my fur is gonna be so tangled and gross..." *i get out of the water, thinking i was in the front lands but just came back on my steps, starting to clean myself deeply like my life depended on it*

*i shocked a bit more then heard the fancy bow of my collar ripping off, letting me free of my collar and making a distraction to run. i started running to the nearest river from it salty smell, tripping over the rocks before jumping into the water*