Sawtooth Spire here goes the cold water

I would like to say that the writing for the show Girl Meets World is really terrible.I had such high hopes. -cries-

There was a different feeling in the air tonight, one that had the eldest beastie quite on edge. For once, he was wary, eyeing his brothers and his father as he lingered on the threshold of the den. The brownish-blachish not-potato switched his gaze to look around the clearing, unsure of what was happening, of why his fur was standing on end. His ears stood straight up, head turning to watch his mother approach with food.

But food did not interest him right now, brows furrowing as he tried to decipher this change in atmosphere. It was not until the first peal of thunder, loud and utterly terrifying, that Atuaserk even moved; he flinched, cowering for a moment before an infantile growl left him, though he stayed rooted to the very spot he stood.