Swiftcurrent Creek Finding who I am a little more everyday

The sounds stopped in an instant. Someone didn't want to be found.
He brought himself up, shoulders and tail high, chin low. 
He'd killed one alone, he'd kill another.

"Who's there?" He called out in unison with Minnow.
Minnow!
"Minnow! It's Rowan." He grinned, his form completely switching from aggressive to friendly. She was still alive! His tail waved as he moved to her, greeting her. New scents that he assumed was her family was matted into her fur. 
"Are you ok?" His gaze turned questioning and worried. Why did it seem he always found her crying?