river otters

Océan often secluded himself after his father’s death, though he hid the emotions that followed with exploring. He pushed through easier when his mind was on the trail than keeping to the den. He hadn’t talked much about how Feli’s loss made him feel, he’d garner too much attention and the emotions were difficult to handle. Avoidance was easier, so he pushed everything down. His attention on the creature that escaped him the pup hadn’t noticed his sister on his tail. Her voice was at his ear and she caught his attention as she questioned his actions.

”I was chasin’ sumthin.” He tilted his silver marked features and took a good look over the water again, and startled when the otter’s head popped up in the middle. ”That!” He called out suddenly, pointing with one disproportioned paw.