Whitefish River The white wind calls

phone post - will format later

Tagging: @Speedy
I’m also gonna say reading this post in a different thread might help with Emrik’s state of mind and context.

He was nervous. His tail twitched from side to side, and his stomach flipped nervously. How was he going to tell her.... what if she was upset. What if she started to cry!? He wouldn’t be able to leave if she did that.

He paced back and forth outside their den, along the rocks that lead toward the path down to the river. Back and forth he went. He made sure Malila and Mohe were with Conner and Hieronymous, because he wanted to speak with Speedy alone. But now as he waited for her, he wasn’t sure he had the courage to speak his mind. He was so afraid of disappointing her, and the pack. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea... maybe it was better to just stay here. He could get over his selfishness. It was almost winter, the pack would need all hands on deck to keep everyone feed and warm through out the coldest months. But there was still a feeling in his gut. This rumble that wouldn’t leave him alone. There was something out there for him to find, he could just feel it.

So he paced, hoping he’d hear Speedy approach and stop before she arrived. But sometimes his wife had a way of sneaking up on him, even with us sensitive ears.