Swiftcurrent Creek What's that?

Buckthorn tag for reference

Violet curiously looked around at the world around her. She was obediently at the rendezvous site. There was usually some adult around to watch them. She always found it rather fun to have others watch them. However, she also had kind of explored everything around this pace. She glanced around for something to do, perhaps a sibling wanted to play? She pursed her lips and decided to annoy her brother @Buckthorn for a wrestling match. When that was a bust, because she lost, she decided to see if there truly was nothing she had seen before. She curiously moved around the perimeter. She clearly knew what the perimeter was because often her parents would correct her if she bustled over it.

She obediently stopped by the invisible line and heard that rushing sound again. She tried to look if she could see, but she only was met with foliage. She pursed her lip and then quickly pin pointed her dad @Arric. She moved to him. Wa the soun ter? She asked him and then to prove her point she moved back to the edge of the site and listened to the rushing water.

While Violet was busy losing to Buckthorn in a playfight (would have never happened to Burdock - if you had asked him), the little devil was busy in uprooting a spruce growing nearby. Well, to be fair - the tree was huge and it would probably take Burdock many lifetimes to succeed - but he was very determined. So far, he had dug around and beneath a tree root that had already been a little bit above the ground. The sand had been nice and easy to work with and pretty soon he had made enough progress to squeeze under the root and...

...get stuck. Burdock let out a confused whine, then tried to scramble forwards first - did not succeed. Then - tried to pull himself out backwards - failed again. Besides a sharp off-shoot of the root pinched him and he yelped out in pain. "H-e-e-elp!" he called out to his sister and father, who he had last seen somewhere nearby. 

Arric was watching with barely concealed amusement as his children wrestled together. And as Burdi got himself stuck. A small snort of laughter and he stood, with blue eyes dancing with barely concealed laughter. 

What did you do fella. That is water Vi. The river to be exact. You help me, help your brother and i'll take you both to see it, but only if you promise to go only with mom, or me or Uncle Akavir.

He nuzzled his son's forehead and spoke. Just relax Burdi. Let's get you out of here yea. Try not to move too much okay.

Then he used his much larger paws to slowly wide the hole and then dig under Burdock so he could scramble out.

Violet shot a grumpy expression towards her father as he seemed focussed on her brother instead. Water? What'swater? She was quickly convinced to help by her father though. She was super curious about it and was quick to join her father to help mainly for the reward of course. She watched as her brother had lodged himself under the root. Her brown eyes curiously looked at her father. She was not sure what she could do to help him.

She watched her father dig with his paw, and started to copy his behavior. That usually worked for her. The girl dug away the ground with her paws. "Ur fattt," she told her brother without any filter, not really knowing the meaning of the word but she had heard it somewhere. She tried to grab his scruff, something she had seen her parents do. Also with herself. She tried to pull and help get him out.

Just relax? Relax?! RELAX????!!!!!

Burdock stared at his dad, as if he had just suggested to just have a little cholera (not that he knew, what it was, but the feeling was there). He could not move. That bump in the tree root had probably pierced his skin and muscle and would definitely snap his back next. And that unhelpful sister of his was throwing out insults and would probably cover him in sand. 

It started slowly - a quiet whine gradually grew into a loud wail and resulted in a full-blown crescendo scream. All the while his dad and sister was digging around him and inadvertently making dust land fill his mouth. So the symphony ended just as abruptly as it had started. And by the time Burdock's dad and sister had managed to free the fat potato from the deadly clutches of the ground and tree-root, he was lying flat on is belly, screaming and coughing and coughing and screaming. 

Burdock was upset and, what was worst, he could no longer remember, why.