Wheeling Gull Isle the lonely sea and the sky

The reaction she gets is not the reaction she anticipates. When she draws up close, Cascada flinches, afraid she may have startled the young wolf too much and she is retaliating. When she is not met with teeth, she slowly relaxes and shifts when she notes the affection to her paw. It puts her ears back against her head, uncertain where to move next—she doesn’t want to frighten the little wolf any further—and slowly takes a step back while her nose lowers to touch one of her ears.

It’s okay.

“Come with me?” she offers and tentatively lifts a paw, giving the girl ample time to decide what she wants to do.