Sleepy Fox Hollow But the words they'll always remain

he backed away from her feeble lunge, a softness in his gaze ava was unfamiliar with.

she regathered her limbs under her with a scornful look, one paw raised to the splitting bruise on her face. it took time to collect her balance; ever so slowly, ava set on her thin haunches.

if he did not want to hurt her, why was he here? ava's mismatched gaze flit about them. they were in a small clearing. somewhere nearby, she heard the rush of water. the landscape was unfamiliar and her head hurt beyond anything she'd felt before.

feeling sap along her fur, ava slowly placed her paw to the ground and focused etienne with a dull stare.

what did he want?