Blackfoot Forest Desolation

Stop blubbering like a stupid pup. She swiped a paw across her muzzle to wipe away the evidence as Sam approached her with obvious concern on his face. Crying would change nothing, the others needed her or at least Sam did.

"I'm okay," Liri assured him. "I'm just afraid of losing the others." Of losing you. Her worries were credited, it was possible more than one would succumb to the famine that had spread through the land with the locusts arrival. 

Liri moved closer, burying her head into his chest as she found herself doing lately. It was comforting, the fear of physical touch dissapearing and replacing it with love for the large stormy gray male.