Shadewood reach for my hand,

The Cruor man was quite out of his element, especially as she grabbed onto his nose. He then dropped her, giving her a deep frown that tugged at his scars. "Come now, child, I can't have you wandering off." He looked back to her den — he supposed she must be very bored, he knew he would be. Then, Vorilye gave a soft sigh, wondering how on earth he was supposed to entertain her. He settled on his belly in front of her, eyeing her close.