Greatwater Lake When I feel the snakebite enter my veins

He had just lifted his muzzle from the water when a chuff from behind startled him. Tybault spun with hackles raised, taking a half-step back. His toes brushed the ice.
It was a boy close to him in age. Maybe even a bit younger, but far larger than Tybault would ever be. His fur was smoky-pale with blooms of crimson like blood in water, and he had twin stars for eyes. Tybault had never seen anyone who looked like him before.
He forgot what he was doing.
Oh. Hi. I - I was just... He blinked, and looked around as if searching for some clue in the landscape. Then he remembered. He tried to look confident when he looked back at the other boy. I'm looking for someone, actually. She has gold fur and eyes, and she might be in poor condition. Have you seen her?
And just like that, he was business-mode Tybault again. That was much better.