Honeyed Pasture midnight coward

All of the sudden, her companion was up again, puffed put like an angry chickadee. She stared, expression blank as she tried to hide her confusion. He spoke as if she wanted something, or maybe expected it. "Looking for?" The pale eyed beast managed after opening and shutting her mouth several times prior. "What signals? What path?" Now it was Muses' turn to lie down, stretching out in total defeat.

"I'm sorry. I don't understand." Her blunt admission was accompanied by flattened ears and a tail drawn in close to her body. "I don't mean to upset you." A small whine slipped through her parted mouth, tongue peeking out anxiously. She really did want to be his friend, but felt like they were speaking two totally different languages.