Firefly Ravine The promises you'll only make

It took a minute for the soothing words to pierce her dejected shell, but the word 'safe' drew her attention, her ears lifting a little before falling again. She lifted her eyes a bit, making brief eye contact before looking down again. Safe? she questioned. She hadn't felt safe since she was last with her brother; the prospect of feeling that way again was almost too much for the coywolf. Do you live here? she asked next, feeling a little more comfortable. She had been so concerned with trying to stay alive that she hadn't even thought to check for territory markers; that wasn't something she was used to worrying about. She felt the slightest flicker of hope that she may have found somewhere to feel protected again, but she squashed it just as quickly as it had come; there was no use getting her hopes up for something that hadn't been promised. Besides, who would take in such a hopeless mess? Her parents would have left someone like her for dead.