Bearclaw Valley clearing the spiderwebs

This was quite magical and he was beginning to feel a lot more comfortable walking around this strange place without someone by his side. Without his mother, things had been difficult as danger was always present but he had gotten used to not finding anyone to talk to. There weren't very many strangers that attempted to throw themselves at him but that was alright! Roscoe could deal with being by himself and exploring the unknown by himself, but he certainly didn't know how to react when someone didn't like what he was doing.

When he jerked his head and saw another charging straight at him, his fur instinctively bristled and his claws dug down into the ground as though bracing himself for the hard impact. His body, however, had begun to sink a little closer to the ground as though knowing that he couldn't take on the woman. In the very least, he assumed he couldn't because he had never had to fight before. So when he closed his eyes and braced himself, he was ready to get slammed but in the same instance he hears a familiar voice demand a halt. 

Golden eyes open wearily as he sees a stark white figure in front of him and his lips begin to curl into a small smile. Heloise! he near shouted though his tongue didn't move. Ever pleased to see her again and definitely when he needed someone on his side. Roscoe wasn't aware of doing anything wrong and thus didn't know how to apologize to the "mean" lady for whatever it was he had done to deserve a hard charge.