Blackfoot Forest And it comes with a shove

Heh, Fang's having his own turmoils about Red.

The bravado lingered as the warmth of her body pressed into his, adding a comforting feeling despite the fear that tickled at him, urging him to move off. When she moved away his thoughts wandered from the forests baying inhabitants to watching his small companion move away. The smile that ran over his features when she looked back was amplified by the one she wore. He moved alongside the coy-wolf close enough to brush his pelt in hers before continuing on their 'adventure'. Minutes passed as they moved along in silence, or as silent as the woodlands allowed. Trying to put the distracting sounds out of his mind he struggled with the idea of saying something. Completely uncertain what to say, how do you talk to someone who didn't like talking? So uhh...He managed before swallowing nothing and continuing quietly. I thought this would be a nicer place, you know, like your woods. Sorry to drag you along... Before the words even finished he was cursing himself stupid for speaking them. He let out a soft sigh, not really expecting an answer. He instead kept close to her as they continued. Speech thoughts