Sunbeam Lair like the river, you just come and go

Though the wolf took a several steps back, she did not relax, still hunched over and halfway into a scuttling position that she could swiftly make an escape with needed. Umi had no idea what he might want with her. She didn't know why the white wolf had attacked her, either. She didn't really know why Augustine had helped her, either. Wolfkind was a mystery. They were inconsistent animals. She did not like this one. She was scared of him.

Her nose twitched, and she would not make eye contact with him, watching him from sideways glances. Her movements were as if in slow motion. She didn't respond to his strange question, taking it at face value instead of understanding it as a crude joke. Then, the thin canine said he was hungry, at which she spat nastily out of instinct. She feigned a startled attempt at a lunge, but really only shifted her position to do so. She had no heart in such defense. The brown one helped me. H-he used plants, once again, her speech began to fall apart as he pressed, and her eyes were glassy. Please don't hurt me, she pleaded, though she knew well that it was likely no use.

Like the white one, he was probably a monster too. There seemed many more than she'd ever thought in this world.