Being tipsy and a little bit sway like on her feet as the wolf lurched away from her mistress the Fennmink fell backwards and into the alpha. She looked up into the gator's face a bit of confusion on her face. Her face screwed up in a look of annoyance and she pushed away from the gator and waded over to the new member of their troop. She couldn't order her, she was beneath the canine. She couldn't force anyone here to do anything because she didn't have that right, drunken or not, she knew her place. So she splashed down in front of the wolf, her mismatched eyes going wider and wider as her ears began to sink towards the water. "Wash?" she asked, in what was perhaps an overly simple but single minded request. She had been told to do something and she was going to do it until she was ordered otherwise.<br/><br/>She scooted closer until her bare breasts were pressed against Niassa's, staring up into the larger gladiators eyes. "Onyx said you get special treatment. you get special treatment." She nodded her head as if that was the end of that, and grabbed up the towel and the cleanser beginning to lather the cleaning instruments, a smile on her face. Clearly the reason the canine was cross not fully understood by Rose.