Swiftcurrent Creek This is temporal, all we have is our temperament

Arric shifted and then settled to his belly. Pulling at the burrs and tufts of fur as he shedded. For all outward appearances calm and collected. But inside he was unsure and upset and wished she'd speak up. 

Arric truly didn't understand what had happened. The smell of iron on the air made him even more anxious, but he'd wait hopefully it wouldn't end badly for waiting.