twisted and terrified

Thanks for the advice, Scratch thanked while surveying the surrounding area. He instinctively licked his lips at the thought. It was a shame he had nowhere to store the fish, at least for now, but maybe he can settle down in a nearby forest. As for the fish, he was still rather hungry from his travels. He'll eat some later while the wolf was gone. He didn't want to show any disrespect, especially to the first friendly face he had seen in a while. He looked down a bit sheepishly, thinking of what to do next.

Do you need any more help? As well, do you know about a good place to live? Somewhere that's not too...violent?