Phantom Hollow The Guilt I Have Pulls Me Down

She merely nodded in confirmation at Judas's statement and backed up a step as he happily strolled toward her to exit his den. For comfort, she kept a healthy distance between them, leery despite her willingness to go venturing off with him again, and fought to make herself okay with what she'd decided. He's acting different, not scary, she reasoned with her fears, I should be okay...

His happiness was palpable and contagious. Mitanni smiled despite herself, if a little nervously, and blinked as he gave her the opportunity to ask for someone to chaperone their outing. He was right in thinking it would help alleviate her worries, but the little brown wolf shook her head. "If Malice said you're free..." She paused, considering, and finished decidedly, "I trust her judgment." She couldn't, ultimately, blame Malice for letting Judas in when he was unstable--after all, he'd fooled Mitanni too.

The difference in his demeanor was encouraging though, and she caught herself hoping, against her fears, that the friendship she'd felt forming with him was possible to reclaim. He'd struck her as knowledgeable and intriguing in a misunderstood, eccentric sort of way. He'd piqued her curiosity. "How do you suggest we practice tracking?" she asked, slowly being freed from her nervousness and worry so that her curiosity and desire for knowledge could come through.