The Heartwood Bed Time Snack

Rustling from the nearby tree line caught Andr's attention before a dark and gray lanky male emerged rushing to the water's edge. It was only after a few gulps that the boy noticed Andr. Meeting an uninviting sight as Andr took a few steps away from the water and glared at the boy. 

He kept a defensive stance and watched for any sudden movements from the boy. His unwanted companion was littered with cuts and wounds. Some just barely scrapping, and some faintly bleeding. Had he run from a fight? Had he picked the fight? "What's your hurry?" Andr questioned his tone firm and even.