Blackfoot Forest A Strong Mind, But Weak Heart

With her reply, her look gave her feelings away. Nervous. She did not connect eyes with the large boy, she almost shied away from him. Her backstory pained his heart, her troubles were deep and scarring. He wanted to wrap himself around her and hold her like a child, though he refrained. He now knew of her fear of touch, and would not push any grounds with it.

He let out a small breath, then looked at his paws. "I see-" he started off, looking ahead. "It may seem hopeless-" he said, staring at the bright red rose. "but there is a way I can help you, Liri" he spoke to her, shoulders square and slouched a bit.

"How about we start with therapy?" He asked her, tail hugging his hind legs. "We can start off slow and build our way up." He turned towards her to see if she was listening, hopefully she was even with her ears folded back against her skull.

"All I have to do is get you used to the feeling of touch, and we can start out as slow as need be, from a simple touch on the shoulder, or bumping paws" he offered to her, hopefully breaking the ice walls she put up. "It will all depend on your comfort level Liri, never be afraid to tell me if you feel unsafe or uncomfortable."