Blackfeather Woods when you feel the world around you

He looks away when her eyes land on him, watching as he deflects anything from her. Ears fall back against her head and she sighs, lowering her rump to the ground. It’s been weeks since she’s said anything proper to him but his relentless need to be the protector of his family means he isn’t going to go away so easily, and she’s thankful for it. Luckily, they all know she didn’t mean the words to be taken to such extremes. Instead, he waits until she is ready.
 
But is she?
 
Maybe, but whether or not she’s ready to talk to him, she’s ready to fix the problem.
 
“This is not who we are,” she tells him, a frown settling into her features. Finally, she takes her eyes off him and looks skyward, sighing heavily a second time.