From the corner of his eye (ATTN: Yildun)

Yay! :-D

She followed his instructions to the best of her ability, though there was no way for Koontz to suddenly forget years' worth of visual memories. Truthfully, she just couldn't wrap her mind around the concept. After straining to achieve the unachievable, she gave up and simply explored her sightless, tactile surroundings, starting with the stone—which felt smooth and cool beneath the rough leather of her paw pad—but not ending there. She tapped into her other senses, taking a moment to visualize her world through sound and smell in addition to touch.

After a while, she opened her eyes and faced him. She realized their noses were only an inch apart and wondered if he knew this. He must, she thought, seeing that her breath quivered the tips of his whiskers. Normally, she might have felt self-conscious being so close to someone else, yet she felt curiously at ease being in Yildun's face like this. Perhaps it was because his eyes didn't bore into her like others' sometimes did. Her appearance, including her stature, meant little—meant nothing, actually—in Yildun's presence. It was a relief, in a way.

"I feel very comfortable around you," she observed aloud, "which is kind of unusual, as I'm sometimes very self-conscious and introverted around those I don't know very well. Honestly, I don't know if it's the blindness... or something else." Koontz smiled softly, then reached out and bumped her nose against the blind wolf's.