Stone Circle wake up alone

A frustrated breath huffed past his lips when he received snark in response to his initial question - but the male figured that was fair, he hadn't been very polite with his inquiry. His heart hammered when she dove into the water once more and came up gasping this time, but at least it seemed to make room for some sense in that head of hers.

Some.

"Something right?" Day hedged, moving closer and hoveirng uselessly. He wanted to groom her, wick some of the moisture away, but he didn't know if that would help, at this point. It was cold and the fur around her head and neck was slick with water. It didn't bode well, in his opinion. He wanted to yell some more, agree with her assesment of herself - but then, Day knew something about feeling useless, worrying that he wasn't doing anything right. It could lead a wolf to stupid things, and Day knew he'd been sillier in his youth. Had left home and family for feelings like these.

"Y'ain't dumb," he muttered, ignoring the last part of he words. They could argue all day about obligation - what mattered was that he wanted to be here, even if it was only because she was pack. "C'mon, come away from the water," he said, turning away from the river himself. He didn't know where she lived, but there was a hollow near enough where she could dry off, get herself warmed up.