Cerulean Cape At The Edge

The Tundrian female was not aware of how nervous she made him. Not until he looked away submissively, and then she felt the vibes ebbing off him. But the many reasons as for why, she was blind to. Keyni was a modest wolf and regardless of what others may view her as, considered herself just average. She was not the type who had ever taken much time to go out of the way and admire herself in the reflection of water.

She looked up to him again, more calm now. She relaxed her shoulders and drew in a long deep breath, letting it out slowly. Silently willing that this tiny little act would rub off, sending to him also, a growing sense of calm. "Okay...you are right. We both messed up." She caved in to the obvious, meeting him in the middle that they had both been careless.

"The salt water will help clean them. But I can already tell it will hurt like hell. I'm not a herbalist but if I can find some cobwebs, they should hold off any further bleeding." Reluctantly, she began to tread towards the water, but waited for him. "We should do something for that cut on your muzzle, too."