Lake Rodney Sugar in the creek

There was no sign of any snakes anywhere, though Towhee wasn't reassured. She hadn't seen the one that had bitten her, either. Biting her lip, her eyes flicked up and she noticed the wolf looking in her direction. She couldn't hear his question, nor read his lips from this distance, though she could make out the inquisitive look on his unfamiliar face.

"Hey, uh..." Towhee called a bit awkwardly, making a meaningless gesture with a foreleg. "Would you mind coming over here?" Her skin prickled at her own sense of weakness. Was she really so afraid, she'd never set foot outside her own borders again? Would this stranger realize her hesitation, take advantage of it?