Silvertip Mountain Don't look now

I write with the feels T-T

Sobs racked through her spine and ribcage, Krypton didn't let herself calm down. Her breaths were choppy gasps, ones that were similar to the ones in her dream. Her tears stained her dirt-colored fur, her lips were curled in a snarl as the tears painfully fell. She lifted a paw to wipe them away, but heard something move. Quickly, her eyes shot open to see someone. Instinctively she raised her hackles, but soon realized it was Chaska. She flattened out her fur and looked back down at her paws. His face was wet, mostly his fur. Did he stuck his face into the water on a freezing night like this?

He had asked her a question before returning his head into the water. The earthy woman felt confused, why would he ask her about her nightmares? What did it matter to him anyways? She let him stick his head in the water for as long as he wished, but she decided to answer. "What makes you ask?" She tossed him a confused look, her brow scrunched a bit. She sniffled a little before wiping her paw against her nose. "Wolves like me don't get nightmares, or at least not supposed to..." She trailed off her words by straightening her shoulders and neck.

Her glassy eyes were shiny with tears, although in the darkness no wolf could really see them well enough. Her ears were swayed like a mule's, one to the left while the other to the left. A saddened scowl was left upon her face, her tail curled over her back paws.