Not as strong as us

Mortis looked back at Asla, very much surprised as she not only did not go in, but reacted very strongly to it. Was she… upset? Not knowing what he did wrong, but immediately regretting hurting his sister, Mortis let out a soft, apologetic whine.

Mortis started to run free of the water, tripping on something beneath the surface, he lost his balance and plunged head first beneath the surface. It was only for a moment, and then he was up again, pushing harder against the water as he made his way to shore as quickly as he could. He shook himself once he was on dry land, and raced towards his sister, he came to a quick stop, almost unbalancing again, as he swooped down and curled up beside his sister, pulling her in close. “What’s wrong Aslay?” he whispered