Stone Circle wake up alone

He was looking for Adeline, truthfully. Now that he'd spoken to her again, it seemed like she was always on his mind. It wasn't true, of course - he thought of the kids more than anything, and of Amber at a close second - but guilt was a powerful thing, and the times he lost himself in thoughts of Addie always stuck out like sore thumbs in his mind.

Didn't keep him from looking for her, but it seemed that it wouldn't matter either way. What he found was Mirabelle, dunking her head into the icy river.

"Hey," he called, his voice sharp in his worry. He'd heard the commotion the other night, but Steady's voice had been in the mix, and then Valette's and Chaska's, and he thought they were all enough to deal with it. He'd gotten up and half-paced toward the sounds, but the voices were soon broken up, and Day had padded back to the mouth of the den to lay himself across it once more. Steady and Val could deal with whatever was going on, and another set of paws underfoot would probably just trip them up.

But this - Day had no problem dealing with this. "Whattaya think you're doin?" he demanded, moving to her side and tsking lightly. "It's freezing, Belle - you'll catch your death dunking your head in the river. You never been through a winter before?"

His voice was half scolding and half pleading. He wanted her to stop - there was something strange about the way she moved, the scent of her fur. "Are you okay?" he asked, softer now. Was she hurt?