Swiftcurrent Creek Now how can he smile

The sound of a shout made Hirundo freeze up, paw hovering over the water. Now that he thought about it, there had been scent-markers around. He did not feel afraid, even if his heart abruptly began to hammer in his chest. He couldn't feel or do anything at all, even though he really should.

After a second, he jerked back from the river on instinct. Body held low to the ground in submission, he turned around to face the creek's rightful claimant. She was covered in scars, he noted at once, so much that he wondered if she could actually see anything out of those clouded eyes. Sightless or not, he was certain of one thing: this wolf was more than capable of ending him if she chose it.

Ah, my apologies, miss. I was...just...well, hungry, Hirundo tried to explain. It sounded stupid even to his own ears, which drooped sadly. Fish has got a strong smell, you know, and I didn't notice... I can just leave and never come back.

feel free to chomp his ear or something if desired, he won't fight back sdkfjg