The Sunspire Here I Am

When he first saw her a smile came across his face. Happy to know that she was still here and that she was willing to answer his call. The butterflies in his stomach went away and his tail began to wag. But then the butterflies were replaced with a gut-wrenching feeling as she came closer. The sense of worry and protection as her appearance began more evidence.

She was skinny and injured. It reminded him of what Cebra looked like when he got her back from that kidnapping bastard. He ran up to her and returned her nuzzle and held her closer. "It's good to see you too."  he said holding tight. He lifted his head back to catch her eye. "What happened to you? Are you ok? Your soo skinny and scratched up. Did someone do this to you?" he asked quickly in a concerned and protective voice, remembering what she had told him the first day they meet. About that Preston asshole. If anyone had layed a finger on her he would go crazy.