Wapun Meadow open my chest and color my spine

He was slightly confused by her words, how was it him and yet not him, as she continued, he tried to grasp the concept. His jaw dropped, assuming the worst, and understand with a sad frown. “I see.” Sia whispered gently, “I’m sorry.” Dropping his head he stared at his paws.

“If it helps, I won’t hurt you.” Not that he expected it would, but he couldn’t think of anything else to say. He wouldn’t ask why, not wanting to push to hard. “What are you doing out here anyway?” Normally someone with such a fear wouldn’t wander far from home, but even at this distance he could tell there was little scent upon her, if she was part of a pack it was surely recent.