Qeya River A muffled cry and slipping off

He gave her an answer, but it seemed shaky, as if there was a lot more to the story. She flicked an ear, shuffling her feet a little awkwardly. "Okay. Do you. . .want to talk about it?" she offered, giving a shrug of her slim shoulders. "Might feel better to get it all out in the open."

Lily was a counselor to her pack, but she'd never really thought of herself as that before. She enjoyed talking to others, helping them through their problems--it was only when she met Ali and joined the Sanctuary that she discovered there was a real use for her skills. Why not offer that same service to someone outside the pack?

Especially, she noted, if he needed a place to stay. Then she would take him home.