Duck Lake 不運 [P3]

positive, returned marten with a nod of his head. he waited patiently for another response from the male -- preferably his name -- before he moved closer, tentatively, to help move him along... only if he'd let him, though. 

for once in his life marten felt his chest tighten as he moved to line up beside the fiery male, to allow him to lean on him. he felt so stupid, but credited himself for at least functioning normally. is this okay? can you walk like this? he asked, ill need to take you back to my pack, that's where i've got some supplies.