Swiftcurrent Creek its 3 in the morning and i'm feeling just fine

he senses the other before they move to touch him, but does not anticipate the boldness of the touch itself -- surprised, samothes jerks away, his teeth instinctively flashing as he nearly topples into the treacherous waters of the creek. samothes curses, scrabbling for more secure footing.

"what was that?" he demands, realising the stranger's gesture has not come with teeth. he must be one of the newest members of the creek, samothes realises, giving him a rather obvious once over. healthy looking,  handsome even. a pity he's a massive fucking idiot.