Swiftcurrent Creek I only act like I know everything

It was obvious he didn't want to speak of his past, which was understandable if it was bad enough. His reasons for not telling her was not because the story was lengthy, it was because it had been painful even just to think about. This she could see through the dark figure in his tone of voice. Just as he began to attempt to catch fish, he had miscalculated and received only the taste of rushing water. His reaction, though, was rather unexpected. Her ears lowered, and she hesitated whether or not to go up to the soaked male. "Are you alright, Trick?" She asked, taking a step closer to him. Only sympathy was shown in her eyes, while the rest of her features lacked any indication of emotion at all. Gypsy had only seen a few wolves become so frustrated by such an often failure, but perhaps something else was going on to have caused the burst of irritation. 

Was it she who had caused it? By dwelling on his name? She wouldn't ask, just in case it were true. Not wanting to be the one at fault for his lost catch.