swept away

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With his weight on the branch that was holding the other man above water, obviously it pushed him deeper and for a moment he was worried it would be too much. When the man was successful at grabbing his paw, Sverre held on tight and pulled backwards to save him from the rushing water and get him back onto shore. They were lucky the branch didn't break beneath him, giving way and sending them both down the river to what would like be their demise, or at least a very few painful weeks. Luck would seem to be their side today however and he couldn't have been more grateful.

As the man slumped onto the ground and heaved the water from his lungs, Sverre gave him some space and sat down while catching his breath. Atli hurried underneath him, peering out between his forelimbs and scrutinizing the splotched man. She wasn't friendly, but knew Sverre would shoo her away if she was as rude as she wanted to be. When the man seemed to calm down from extraditing the water, Sverre was curious to know what happened and if he was alright.

"You're lucky; are you alright?" Eyes scanned the mans soaking wet body looking for signs of harm or injury, more focused on making sure he was alright than his cute smile unfortunately.


"Speech!"