Sleepy Fox Hollow The world don't see

Etienne waded from the dark waters and held up a paw; its ends bloody and snarled with red. 

Anselm did not expect the emotion that coursed through him; it seized his stomach and iced his blood. 

As the seaborn moved to the reeds Anselm followed; not close enough to mistake his proximity for solidarity, but close enough one might see the subtle worry in his eyes that he desperately tried to disguise. 

Vhy did you need to break the ice, Etienne?