[a bath would be warm, and sansa's freezing. she continues to splash water over amaterasu's head and neck, and brush away the flowers as gently as she can. lady attempts to do the same for her legs and torso. sansa eyes lady amaterasu's tail flicking with a faint smile. it reminds her of nothing so much as a cat (but then she's never really paid much attention to the back ends of horses.]

Look, it's working. The flowers are coming off. Soon you'll be able to paddle around, if you like.

[do horses swim? well, she should be able to remember from when she was a wolf.]

You might have to go a little further out.