Swiftcurrent Creek I saw you going down

Arric listened. He bent his head to sniff at the plants. The fur of their edges making his nose itch. He turned his head and snorted into his shoulder. He didn't like that feeling, but if it helped her. He shifted and pressed his nose to her side again. 

A low rumble of a chuckle. You know it's not nice to make your mama sick.

Her next words and he lifted his head, ears cocked. Unsure exactly what to say. She's avoiding me and I'm not sure it's because she's injured. I honestly feel like she's mad at me about something and I'm not sure what it is. I don't remember doing anything to her.

He frowned in thought. Wondering. He was really unsure.