Rising Sun Valley Dear Fellow Traveller

Louis' head tilted to the side, lip twisting. "It wouldn't change the fact that it did. But - we don't have to talk about it." Fear made it hard to think, and without your wits you had storms ahead if you tried to force a resolution. His parents had taught him that, too, and without personal experience to fall back on, their lessons would have to provide roots for him.

He hoped she'd lose her fear more quickly if he was patient.

But that did nothing to abate his own restless energy. So, easing himself back down into a comfortable spot in the dirt, he let his tail wag a little at her again, and then occupied himself with grooming. Thick Northern fur kept the chill out, but it certainly didn't breathe well in a confined space like this.

And moreover... her scent was on his coat, strong over his nose.

Maybe this had been a foolish distraction.