Cedar Sweep i’m breaking you’re fall, you’re breaking my ass

Oi! He barked out sharply as an unknown word and sound disturbed his relaxation. The half-blind twig of a wolf shuffled over to see what in hell's name was going on. There was a man who was practically the opposite of him in every way. Large built with a black coat. With a wet leg and broken ice. Now what you go and do that for? The man's words were heavy and orange eyes narrowed. Not at the dampened man though. He was heavily unhappy with the water that was breaking through the hole that had been made.