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laying down kind of helped, but not really. it was still quite big and scary, although not so looming, now. its voice was booming, though, and he cringed as it spoke. loud, so loud! his ears flattened hard against his tiny skull; he was trembling still, and soaked in urine to boot.

none of the words made any sense to him, anyway. after a while, cam mustered up the courage to move closer, then closer still, pressing a nose to the massive paw close by.

oh. . .oh! it felt like mum-shadow, just like mum-shadow! maybe this other shadow was to be trusted, after all. he concentrated on pressing his muzzle between each toe, sniffing and worrying at the flesh with toothless gums. now this—this he could wrap his head around.