You have all the faith of a mud puppy, child.

"I think you should see what the mud puppy wants first," he said.

The mud puppy made certain never to get too far ahead, deliberately leading her on.

First the mud puppy and then Mistaya walked right past him.

The mud puppy moved to within a few feet of its edge and sat down.

The mud puppy who brought you to me is called Haltwhistle.

Perhaps she did not know of the mud puppy.

Well, it didn't make any difference if the mud puppy wasn't there.

Since the mud puppy didn't seem to have a preference, Mistaya made the choice for them.

She indicated the mud puppy, who was sniffing at the ground.