Swiftcurrent Creek the heart remembers things that the body doesn't want

it appeared the swarthy-looking male was also surprised by their sudden interaction -- indra stepped back with her ears pinned flat to her skull, her body low to the ground and fur bristling as he growled.

and then he relented -- almost immediately.

she cast him a wary and mistrustful gaze, unsure of how to proceed. his posturing (like hers) had subsided, but she was still nervous. her heart was still hammering fresh against her thin chest, and her hackles were slow to lose their prickled appearance. he was male, so she was not sure she trusted him.

but she remembered how terance had been spooked too; and how it had been her fault more than anything. she looked guiltily to the ground, wondering if her outward demeanor was so offputting that she was in fact at fault for her unsavory encounters with others. timidly she ventured a quiet "hi," but said nothing else, wondering if she should move on given the somewhat tense situation.