Swiftcurrent Creek Don't make any sudden moves.

Arric moved through the creek territory with a purpose. In his maw a couple fish hung. The girl could go where she pleased, leave and all of the like, but a part of him wanted tomake sure she was okay. She was young and pretty and it hurt the gentle beast's heart to think that she would align herself with the ruckus she did, but who was he to judge. He had been allowed to leave an stayed. 

The scabs on his shoulders itched and burned. The line down his muzzle constantly cracking every time he used his mouth, and the heavy limp in his footpaw. Small particles getting caught in the open wound.

He dropped the fish at her feet and eyed the small vessel near her. You want some water?