The Story of Water .:Chapter 4:.The Story of Water
Tug. Yank. Pull. Multiple feathers were rudely pulled from their rightful places as Goldenrod forced River along.
“Hey! Stop it! Stop!” River yelled. He yanked at his wing making more of his white feathers fall out, successfully pulling it from Goldenrod’s mouth. He shook his wing, which was now quite sore.
“I don’t know who exactly you are, and I don’t know where I am.” River furrowed his brow in anger, pinning his ears flat against his skull. “I don’t want to follow you! Don’t you get that!?” He huffed loudly, tears forming at the corner of his eyes.
“I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to be pushy, River…”
“It doesn’t matter!” River turned, folding his wing tightly to his side. “I-I’m going. Thank you for your help and concern.” Tears finally fell from his bruised and broken face as he cantered away.