Dawnlark Plains Lemonade

Upon drawing closer, Zephyr realized the female was young, young enough that it made him wonder where her mother was. Her reaction caused him to draw to a halt, plopping down into the earth and putting his head on his paws. If he had to, he'd go belly up for the little female.
     "I'm sorry little one, I mean you no harm. Are you okay to be out here by yourself? Do you need help going somewhere?" 
The brute did his best to look as nonthreatening as possible, blinking his grassy gems at the pup with a smile wrought across his muzzle. He kept his senses out for a mother, however, intent not to gain any more scars today.