Brick saw the two trying to save a soaking wet, fairly small cat. The coat wasn't a domestic pattern, so he figured it was a shifter. Instinctively, he charged forth and stood between the three and the river, eyes scanning the other side of the riverbank. The healer was already working on saving the creature - the best he could do at that moment was make sure nobody took advantage of the situation.

Water splashed his boots, and he could tell that it was freezing cold. Potentially deadly for such a small body.