Blackfeather Woods praying for the faithless

Gosh, he was such a skinny fellow. She had a slender figure, but her plush pelt kept Shisu warm through the more colder seasons. He did not share the same leisure, and so she naturally drew near in worry. It felt like the first time Shisu saw Mou, and he tucked against her. She once again wanted to offer her warm pelt to the ghostly, and skittish fellow. She was to focused on how he was that she didn't mind the mud that may track onto her as well.