Swiftcurrent Creek Drunk, and I'm feelin down

Too many times Arric had to raid farms along the wooded edges. He knew what humans were, and the strange things they kept in their dens. Such strange creatures they were. But well they had good tasting little animals underfoot. Usually. Granted you had to be careful when you went for them. And sometimes those pesky two legged creatures got real upset at you digging in their land. 

He shook his head. No i'm afraid I Don't. Just know it does. Maybe it just doesn't know it's dead? I mean I don't know how anything could possible know that, but then again i've never been dead. So. A deep of his head. A glance to the snake again and then back to her.

A shrug of his shoulders. He didn't know why they were the way they were or what they did or why they did. Just that they did strange things. They also slept deep in the winter. And if you happened upon them it was such a strange thing to see.

He chuckled and quit moving. We have to be a little patient. We stirred em up and now they're a little wary. But if we stay real still and don't move too much. They'll come back around.

He took a minute to recenter himself. Took a deep breath. Closed his eyes. Inhale, and Exhale. And again. Then when he opened his eyes, there was a bit of a calmer demeanor to him.