Silvertip Mountain a monkey on the edge

He dragged June away from the edge, a little more forcefully than he had intended to. He though she would turn around, maybe ask him why he had done that, maybe snap at him for pulling on her tail, but he never expected what came next: she started to cry. His ears pinned back on his head, and for a moment, he froze.

His expression changed from shock of seeing her on the ledge to instant regret. He nosed her gently. June, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to scare you! Please, I'm so sorry. I saw you on the ledge, and my heart stopped. He tried to console her, but was sure if it was going to work or not.