Swiftcurrent Creek I Sew Myself Shut II

Arric moved through the pack lands. Irritation heavy heavy on hos broad back. Perhaps it was simpy he felt strange that everyone seemed to like him, but the little chaos gremlin and it bothered him. Maybe a part of him wondered if It could ever work with Arlette if she constantly took Cygnet's side.  Not that she had. He hadn'tgiven her much chance to take his side. But he had grown irritated and knew if he stayed it would be worse. And then he felt a fool for even worrying about a little girl with mommy and daddy issues both. That grated on his last nerve.

But the fact was she acted different. Tried to make him a bad guy. She had initiated the spar. Ahe had acted all tough and bad when around everyone else. And then acted as if he had broken her around Arlette. Perhaps that was the true ill content. 

He didn't like lies and with her actions to him she was lying. And it bothered him. Truthfully he had hardly hurt her or he tried not too. But he was ao much bigger than she was.

He found himself at the borders edge staring at it. And he wanted to cross it. Gods he wanted to cross it, but that was foolish. He was being foolish. She was just a child. A miscontented, rude angry child, but a child none the less. So he sat down at the borders and sighed. He closed his eyes. Anxious and irritated and lightly angry.