Whitebark Stream time don’t make it better

finally, the thorns were gone and the boy was free. surya looked down at the pup in bemused fashion. it would be much easier for the littler wolf to escape the foliage than the big one. still, he understood the fear that 'chubu' might find himself in, so. . .

you can make it out, he said gently, smiling. just go slow. one paw in front of the other. he began to back up very gingerly, not diverting his path in the least from the one he took entering the brush. see? if you're careful, you won't get stuck again.

so said surya. and if he were to get entangled in the process? well, it wouldn't be the first time he looked a fool. but he continued to move anyway, keeping his emerald gaze locked on the boy.