Tuktu Hinterlands die sondeval

timorous tremors overtook the hunter's body. it would have been one thing for another male to find him, but for his potential savior to be another woman.. the shame was almost unbearable. he might have remained silent if not for knowing that he would die without help.

anathi bit nervously at his cheek. scaring the woman hadn't been his goal, but seeing her step back gave bolstered his pride enough for speech. hulp, he sighed, pyn, hier. 

slowly, he used his working limbs to push himself into a lounging position, though his hind legs remained still. ears flattened, the hunter knelt downward to nose weakly at his hindquarters.