Duck Lake 不運 [P3]

the stranger fumbled more, leaving marten to stand quietly and silently curse him for not listening. the way he treated his foot led marten to believe that something was wrong with it... but it wasn't like he could check it out just yet anyway. he didn't recognize what the guy said, but marten noted that it sounded angry. it seemed the fumbling might've put the stranger into a good position, for he finally stilled and ended up crouched, gaze falling right on marten. 

accidentally, the yearling locked eyes with him -- mostly just out of focus and then it just happened. his gaze quickly averted towards the strangers paws, and marten gave him a few reassuring nods. just stay put, was his silent advice... looking like a seasonal professional despite the fact that this was only one of the first times he too had ever experienced the quakes. 

this was such an intense moment, but crisis had never created such a fluttering feeling in his chest. he hoped the quake would end soon, and he stole a second glance up at the fiery male.