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Gasp!

Once Adrastos was startled out of his inadvertant anger by his own growl, he realized the effect it was having on Liri. He immediatly felt ashamed and furious with himself. "Oh. No no no no!" He soothed, lowering himself all the way to the floor of the cave. "Liri, dearest, it's not you. You're perfect. You're fine." Adrastos whimpered, scarred muzzled attempting to touch Liri's cheek in comfort.

If the older male hadn't have been so angry with himself and concerned for Liri, he would have noticed her growl, her courage, and her will to fight. He would have been very impressed.

Adrastos held his breath, the seconds feeling like hours. Could he have just ruined the tentative connection he felt himself and Liri were slowly developing?