She’s a Fox

Seconds after he questioned if she needed help, he saw her scrambling back out of the log and he blinked with confusion, muttering, "Um... Uh... Do you..." to himself, trying to debate if he should help her get out or not, but she hadn't told him she wanted help and what if she got mad at him for grabbing her hips to pull her out? Would that be weird? That would probably be weird. But if he grabbed her leg with his teeth he might hurt her and he didn't want to do that either! Before he could finish debating with himself, she wriggled and kicked her way free, popping out of the log with a big gasp for air before she darted over to the near by stream and dunked her head under, seemingly in a panic.

Ezra stood there with his mouth agape as he watched her, utterly confused and perhaps a bit concerned. At some point Aquila had landed on a branch above him, the eagle tilting his head with confusion as well. He tried to peek into the log to see what had caused such a fuss, but before he could she popped back out of the water, gasping and dripping and very, very angry. She stormed up to him and he stared down at her, wide eyed and confused, blinking at the accusations she was throwing his way. "Um... No... No, I don't know..." he responded honestly while trying to ignore how pretty her green eyes were.

"Are... you okay?" he asked after a beat of silence, some more concern beginning to over take some of the confusion he felt - though he was still very confused too. He clearly had done something wrong, at least in her eyes, but what he had done was the question.

Ezra Adravendi