Silvertip Mountain Who thought the world was bigger than a den?

Stoic's prance was halted when Zaria plunked her body right infront of his path. He let out a shrivilrous whine, voicing his upest emotions. Very well, he would just have to climb over her like he had with Steady. He lifted on paw about the water, latching himself unto his Mother's hip. Pulling himself up while drenched in water was quite hard. He slipped back, loosing balance and falling back into the water. This was an undesired feeling, and his bad feelings did not lighten. He was feeling cranky today, and it was not getting better.

He sat, pouting in the water as he fumed in a little fit of frustration. This was not working for him, and he had an appearance to keep up. If Adeline could see him now, she would certianly sit on him, again.