Redsand Canyon moving slowly through westward water

Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

The barrage of complaints nearby caught his ear, and though he didn't want to intrude, he was drawn nonetheless. A pale young wolf, mouse in his maw, moving along with a sour expression.

Hey, Killdeer called out, falling into step alongside the youngster, eyes flashing sidelong toward him. You okay? What's up?

He could relate, he thought. He had been pretty grim about things as of late.

If the boy needed to vent, he could listen.