i got my mind made up and i can't let go.

Koda noticed that Finley seemed to be favoring one of her front legs as she approached the fallen deer. As the girl dug into the meat, the concerned male rose and padded to her side, examining her for signs of injury. Koda would feel absolutely terrible if she had hurt herself because he wanted to go hunting.

"You're hurt," he said, his brow knitted in concern. He knew Finley was a tough, resilient girl, but he wanted to make sure she'd be okay before he would eat.