Grouse Thicket What was her name again

The girl attempted to convince him that she wasn't a thief, but Zeke was always the skeptic. Around his food, he was always very defensive and he wasn't ready to trust her just yet. He sat back, ears flattened as she spoke, until she mentioned knowing about herbs. Doesn't look much like a healer. He thought, ears flicking at her words. She smiled, and seemed harmless. He could let her take a look at his paw, and if she turned out to be a thief, he'd be ready.

He grunted in frustration, not liking the idea of looking pitiful. He hated needing help, it made him feel useless. He bowed down his head to the girl, giving her permission to come forward. He gave her a hot red smile, embarrassed at his vulnerable stature. He grumbled under his breath, I stepped on a thorn.