Little Goat Mountain darling, don't be afraid I have loved you

He comforted her, and then pulled away, and she watched him with a confused, yet curious look. But as he continued to scrape away at the soaked mud, she began to understand what he was doing. She joined him, and then moved to the side, letting him finish he job. She gathered the branches together, peparing to cover the hole afte they had climbed in.

The more rain fell upon her, the colder she became, but she continued to help.