Lost Creek Hollow the kingsroad

She moved back, favoring her shoulder slightly as she did so; and though he couldn't tell at that time if she had an open wound or not, he understood her caution to his brash approach. Her question, however, was a little biting. "Uh, n-nothing!" he balked, acquiring his own stammer at the thought of potentially being wrong in some way. Was there something wrong with him. "Well... I dunno. Maybe something. I couldn't tell ya what it was though," he shrugged, realizing very quickly that if there was something wrong with him, it was his mother's fault, not his.

"I'm sorry if I came up too fast," he offered, thinking that the issue. "Or I got somethin' else goin' on that's weirding you out?" he asked, the wag of his tail slowing in his confusion, though now he refused to move any further— not even to come out of the water stilling around his legs.