Blackfeather Woods Never be like you

both.

how? brain whirred and clicked with effort to understand. the answer wormed itself out eventually. runaway lost abandoned. herhis face softened with empathy, and heshe nodded as the dogdogdog continued speaking.

the offer stiffened himher. unsure again, eyes darting as if looking for exit escape leave. almost ran instead of being chained again. muscles coiled like vipers.

but, the voicespeakerface was so pleasant.

(was it possible the greyhound was desired??)

drop-ears spoke again. lovely. hisher tail wagged, uncontrolled. an awkward expression of pushed-back flews was borne of the attempt to stiffen a smile. (not something the greyhound was ever good at).

protect keep safe lovely lovely lovely

the half-expression remained as drop-ears stepped forward, and herhis body conveyed "no no no not touch not just yet no", but there was nothing mean rude bad about it, only a plea for safety of own flesh.

the hunteress shifted in place, head low tongue darting out to wet the muzzle. eyes went from one to the other.

heshe inhaled.

"okay."

"butonlyif."

if if

"icanleave."

eyes went from one to other one to other.

"anytime."

no chains and fences no commands again.