Cerulean Cape hey-- i was doing just fine before i met you

As if on cue, the red-furred man showed up right as Tine had started to think he wouldn't. Despite herself, she was a little relieved-- knowing what kind of creatures were on this island, she didn't want to be alone on it. The girl stood, opening her mouth to assure him she was alright, but putting weight on the foreleg she had hit sent a sharp pain through it. Another whine slipped out of her, then she flattened her ears, embarrassed. She lifted her paw slightly off the ground and held it there, trying to act as if nothing was out of the ordinary about that fact.
I'm okay... Tine muttered, not even sure why she was still going with that answer. She moved to push her face into his neck fur, hoping he would be too concerned to ask why she had run.