Blackfoot Forest a boy like me

Distant calls rip him out of a light sleep. The absence of his companion sends him out their shelter.

Hide? Where'd he run off to this late at night? Not far he assumed. Orochi scanned through area for a sign. A bright red pelt. A pair of glossy eyes. He didn't see either of those things, not immediately anyways. But he does here those shrieks.

Hide! He darted forward as fast as he could. Was he getting hurt? He was definitely getting hurt. Whoever the attacker was gonna get it. He'd kill them, tear them apart. He'd—
—Hide's right there. Stuck in a bush.
A wave of warm embarrassment washed over him.

What the fuck are you doing? he hissed. Get out of there!