Tiberius
Tiberius tried to smile and nod, but knowing how hard it would be to do as simple as going to get a drink was too made the false emotion too hard. He just settled with the nod, it wasn't like she was looking anyway. She probably didn't realize how hard it was for him to get the first bucket of water. Or how bad it tasted. It was fine, she had other things on her mind. She always seemed to.
The young water wolf looked around, trying to be disinterested at what was going to happen with the stranger. It didn't help. Even though he wasn't looking directly, the tense energy in the air remained. Besides, everywhere he looked he saw a wolf that looked like he was ready to kill. Savage apprehension kept with him. It felt like his insides were starting seize up, like his heart was being clench to his stomach. It was a rotten feeling, he hated confrontation.
Maybe he would go get water. At least out of this place he could hide. He was at least good at that. Feathers seemed like she could handle herself. He'd go get water for her and him, she'd finish her thing, and then they could get back to real life.