Not as strong as us

He saw the agitated fright in his sister's eyes, and he did not understand it, but he wanted to fix it. He buried his nose in her coat, breathing in the familiar scent of her, before nudging his head under her chin, offering what comfort he could. It didn’t take much to get her to speak, and she freely told him what scared her. In return, he listened patiently, and well his nose screwed up in confusion, he did not judge her for her fear. He would never do anything to break the trust and friendship between them.

“The water tried to swallow you?” he repeated, casting a more weary glance back towards the stream, and then to Asla. How dare it. he snarled his teeth, pulling away from his sister, as he stalked back towards the water, and slapped it, hard, with a paw, ow! he didn’t expect the surface to feel so hard! He growled at the water, tail swishing unhappily behind him. “Why’d it choose to eat you and no one else?” he wondered, wanting to get to the bottom of this so it couldn’t hurt his sister again.