Swiftcurrent Creek too late; i'm coming undone

She'd been collecting reeds when the commotion upstream caught her attention—namely Arric's booming voice. A quick glance in their direction was enough for Eshe to gather that something was wrong. Abandoning her work, she rushed to his side. 

She pressed close to him and sat at his side, her eyes searching frantically for injuries. She picked up on Silvertongue and Wren's scents, and her stomach twisted uncomfortably. 

Not knowing what to expect, she waited for his answer with bated breath as she encouragingly nudged and kissed his cheek.