Stone Circle and they weighed him like a ton

Kechik had been fine at first, excited even. He had what he considered a new friend at his side, and a hopeful attitude. But now they were at the borders. Oh boy. Easthollow looks like a bountiful place, and Kechik is sure that if he could be accepted here it could be a home. A real home. He wanted that more than anything. But a nagging pit in his stomach told him things would go bad. That this Valette would chase him away, it even crossed his mind that Alarian might be a faker, leading him to his death. But that was a way stupid idea. Alarian was his hot new friend right?

You can do this Kechik, he reassured himself in thought form, turning to meet the charcoal and sand furred man beside him. He returned the smile, but he was obviously nervous, it showed in the wideness of his eyes and the shuffling of his big paws. You sure this is a great idea cause I’m feeling like maybe this was a bad idea, he blurted out in a hushed tone to Alarian. His nerves were getting the best of him. But he’d be fine! He’d be cool once the leaders were here. C’mon man, be cool.