Wapun Meadow read the good book when you feel alone

The boy tilted his head at the tired greeting, noting that the stranger seemed confused. With his own recent injuries, his mind jumped to the worst conclusion and he was immediately concerned. Had she been hurt somehow?

Ali inched closer, tail still wagging. Are you alright? It was a gentle inquiry, head lowered a bit as he suddenly felt self-conscious. The single scar across his muzzle had been bad enough, but lately it seemed everyone was lined up to take a chunk out of him. He bit back a giggle at that thought, thinking there'd be nothing left of him but bones by the time he reached old age. Being a skeleton wolf sounded pretty cool, if you ignored the part where it would terrify everyone.