Swiftcurrent Creek I Tear My Heart Open II

Arlette ears fell back. She felt that she had been contributing to his stress. She was not a hunter, and would never be one. Though perhaps fishing lay in her future. But she always was hesitant around big game. "I can help! Next time howl for me. I can... chase!," she offered him. "I want to help. It shouldn't only be your burden," she admitted to him. She moved in closer and pushed with her muzzle under his chin to lift it, 'have confidence'. He shouldn't be ashamed.

"Please come. If I am relaxed around you it might help, and ... I would enjoy the company," she admitted, offering him a kind smile. She quickly looked away then. "But-- um... No pressure. If you just want to rest after hunting I understand," she quickly added.