Two Rivers Isle broker no argument

Cormorant didn't say anything, didn't even really look at Magpie before he was staring back down his nose at his front paws, his front legs stretching out before him. The only thing stopping him from laying all the way down and trying to sleep away the nightmare was the hard rocks agitating him, and the fear the river would swell and draw him away in the next thaw.

An empty breath huffed out of him, sharp enough to be a scoff if it weren't for the way he refused to look over again. There was a shame swimming in his eyes, discomfort raking up his spine in any movement towards him. A pang shot up his leg, and he drooped his head toward it, face pinching as the ache of cold and his unconscious tensing agitated it in brutal tingles.

Cormorant tried to lick through a patch of terrible amalgam, just to try and sweep warmth into it, cringing at the sensation of the gashes pulling. He mumbled to himself, licking frozen, clumsy lips, .. then leave me.