[it's a typo, he he. HER NAME SHALL BE CHARLOTTE. No, im kidding

yes, I know]
Cayenne got to his paws shakily. "Maple...she's dead. She died in our paws, from a head wound." The red husky stepped on his pawpads, wincing. "I heard her scream, and I jumped into the river." he grimaced, shivering as tiny droplets of the next type of water hit his fur. "Oh come on," he grumbled, then turned to look at the newcomer, a german shepherd. "Who're you?" he asked, though he didn't care that much. "You planning to endanger yourself too?" he shook water from his ears, and fur, and when he stopped, his hair was spiked up, making him look a bit dangerous. "We'd better get going." he agreed, smelling the scent of home on Amaia's pelt. "How far is it?"
(can I use a pre-made form?)