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He huffed a little water from his nose, a laugh, by any record. Andalib looked a little puzzled, but not surprised - he supposed there was a reason for the smaller wolf to be hiding out here. Andalib appraised the other, then shook his head. Not an issue—

He dunked a little lower, grimacing at the water lapping up at them before he drew back his paws. His shoulders were gonna burn for days at this rate, but he would weather it for now. As his side clipped the edge of the shelf, baring the width of his back and shoulders to the other, he asked, Did you hear anyone else? .. in here?

The expectancy was obvious - surely the smaller creature could just sit and hold on long enough for him to paddle them to shallower ground. Though, a hint of fear and dread trickled back up his spine, the worry that he might fail them both stinging. Still, he didn't hesitate, already glancing back across the water, searching for signs of life, but mostly for their path back.