Swiftcurrent Creek At the ballet

Arlette smiled at Arric when he turned to her. "Perhaps not, but I am happy that you want to check up on her," Arlette spoke. It was nice of Arric and she wasn't sure why Cygnet was hiding. It seemed unlike her. Then the girl seemed to come from her little hiding spot. She shot straight to Arlette. The female watched her with a surprised expression when the girl came running towards her. No, almost hiding under her.

Arlette looked at Arric for half a second in confusion. Arlette angled her head a little to the youngster that was whimpering and ... cowering. That was very unlike her. The woman blinked, trying to study this new behavior. It seemed clear it was Arric she was afraid of. Arlette's heart melted a little at the puppy pleading eyes she got. "Cygnet. Just because you lost a fight from him, you don't need to be fearful," she spoke quietly.

Her muzzle pointed at the food her brought. "Arric came to bring you food, he didn't mean any harm," Arlette assured her. She looked from Arric to Cygnet. "Isn't it time that you and Arric make up your differences?," she suggested.