Whitefish River here and there

Ferdie Von Pelt gasped as precious air flooded back into his lungs, He glared at the rock as if it was all the rocks fault and had nothing to do with his blundering.

Well there he goes impress a female by looking like an ass, story of his life. He stood and gave himself a great shake, still wet, it threw water everywhere; he felt a dull ache in his chest but ignored it, trying to shake it off in front of Ame.

Well that was interesting.." Ferdie sighed, "Suppose I should head back to the packlands before dusk, perhaps the mood there has lightened up, or it might if you accompanied me, He smiled and then offered something in hopes of further interesting her "we do have a rather abundant creek running all though the pack lands"

Ferdie's low tail swayed back and forth, hoping she would go with him at least for a visit. anything to help lighten the mood within the pack would be astounding, and she said No though, he'd miss her company however he'd completely understand her desire to shy away from this idea as well.