Swiftcurrent Creek That you're drowning in the water

Arric knew he wasn't tiny. Had never been mistaken as such. HE often wondered what his father's family had been eating to make them all so large. But he had long ago quit asking and simply accepted. Sometimes it worked in his favor, sometimes not. He thought then of how Arlette had struggled and his felt his stomach tighten.

A soft chuckle. Don't you go tellin' them that they aren't mine. Arlette have my head. and my tiny wife is scary. You understand. 

he teased good naturedly. Arlette was one of the sweetest wolves around. But he also knew if need be, she could be feirce.