Sleepy Fox Hollow Wishful Thinking

"I'll look for Oryx where I can," he replied.
Maybe seeing her friend would make her happier.
Maybe settle her mind a bit more.

His ears tilted to her. Bye?
So soon?
He felt...disappointed. Like watching Grezig leave again.
Maybe it was just the fact he'd never spent time with anyone like this before.
Had anyone really given him attention like she did?
Unlikely.

"Goodbye Arlette," he smiled. He couldn't help but think his voice held a sadness to it.
Maybe it was just him, and his voice sounded like that anyway.
He watched her trot away without a look behind.
He'd do the same.

Derg turned towards the Saint's spurring into his own trot home.