Sunset Valley When the Canary doesn't sing...

The woman curled up, trying to protect herself from the terrible thoughts, her muscles rippled with tension. She felt like she was going to explode. She just needed help...anyone to help.

A voice. She snapped back to life, finding a male above her. She sat up in shock, narrowly avoiding hitting him, and was silent for a moment. She teetered on the edge of her balance for a moment before taking 7 deep breaths and stilling. Her eyes found his. "Thank you..." She spoke, her voice soft and shaky. His voice, that was a voice she would remember forever. A voice that tried to help her in her attack, unlike her parents, who ran thinking she was a demon. She shook and looked down at her trembling paws. She looked behind her, feeling like the darkness lurked around, but once she looked back on a living soul, it vanished.

She stood, still trembling a bit, and prayed he didn't think she was an absolute weirdo."I...thanks...I'm Win." She dipped her head, thick fur cascading around her slim figure. "I-um, sorry." She thought maybe she should explain herself, but he was a random stranger.